Friday in the middle of moving...

I originally wrote this on December 9th...

There are two inviting things drawing me forward: one, my new fingering yarns, two balls of mixed soft purples, and one of a softer, slubbier fiber - cotton, wool, nylon & silk - that seems like a mix of greens and cool colors, with flashes of bright flowers blooming in the forest shadows. I think the red is minority... And there are new skeins of applique thread as well that I feel excited about. A rich purples mix, a rich mix of deep greens, a sunny light bright yellow green mix, one called Nefertiti which is exotic and luxurious, a couple of sunsets and another mix. So I have more applique and some new delicate, colorful knitting to look forward to, when our stuff is all moved - into Pine Hill, and into storage, and hopefully books taken to the library and thrift store stuff all donated, not just abandoned - and we get to tidy away, organize, and finally sit, begin new projects and return to old ones.

I always forget I can't tab here - it kicks me out of the post...

The second inviting thing is my batch of new photos of Lulu, the yummy little pug puppy. For her, I imagine getting out my pencils or my paints, and drawing and painting shapes and roundnesses, curled tails, round wrinkled heads, beautifully muscled hind legs, wide-legged stance, and the intriguing photos where she looks like she's in a - darn, who's the Spanish painter who did portraits of royalty - Las Meninas, and all? With mirrors, himself in the mirror, toy dogs and mastiffs? Velazquez, yes (got this information from Duane Keiser, with a wonderful post on Las Meninas; before that I had written Goya). This one photo, with its low angle, light from along the corridor, leaning mirror and another painting in view, looks a bit palatial and Old World.

Meanwhile, I've been eating almond M&M's like crazy today, but I did go through all the workshop's worth of stuff, with Paul, packed up a carload to bring back, myself, and designated a truckload for storage. The rest, scattered around the floor, to be cleaned up and disposed of, or just abandoned, as time permits. And then I did some sorting in our bedroom and bathroom, and made a small, alarmed stab at dealing with my studio. Omigosh! I still have a whole Letraset-file of drawers of Letraset... oh, dear. Well, I think that's for getting rid of, and I hope someone still wants it. Probably quite obsolete, another sadly, wrongly useless artifact... Anyway. I did actually make some headway, I think, and I think next time I tackle it I'll get a lot packed up - maybe just about all of it. I can imagine that. I hope to get to Maidu class tomorrow, if Paul's okay with taking the day, or part of it, off. I was stopped today by hunger, actually, not just overwhelm, and that's why I ended up at Safeway stashing up on M&M's.

Oops, tabbed again. I will brush my teeth, take Chief out, change into pajamas, and do my homeopathics and drops, while rereading the next to last Wimsey-Vane mystery, which I'm enjoying more than I remember doing the first time. But maybe it gets bleaker. Anyway.