Lots of random stuff...

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Work is dragging today. We're in between major reports, already have all the copies put together for next week's big meeting, etc. So I'm finding things to look at on the web, and anticipating seeing Sar tonight. I'm looking forward to seeing how out together the bed is when I get over there. Also hoping I can wheedle another peek at his current writing project. Mostly just looking forward to time to talk and be close.

It's been kind of eye-opening, how much Sar not having net access has affected me. In some ways, not much, because I can find other stuff to do. In other ways, there's lots i want to talk about/ask about, and I need to wait til I see him again. Then there's the discovery that I feel more awkward calling him on the phone and talking for 5 minutes than sending a huge email that probably takes that long just to read, let alone reply to.

Last night was also kind of different. I fixed myself dinner, then wandered over to the JoAnn Crafts Etc. place in Southcenter. I'd had this idea for modifying a chain belt that I own. Basically, I wanted to find 15-18" lengths of silver chain, and attach them to the belt so they hang down and flow with the dress I'll be wearing. Wandered around that store way too much, oohing over various pretty glittery fabrics, and reminding myself I haven't got the first f-ing clue how to sew. Finally gave up and asked a lady where they might have chain, and was directed to the jewelry section. I saw one other option that I kicked around. In the ribbon section there was a coil of rhinestones set in silver, but I decided that was more sparkly than I wanted to be, plus more expensive.

At first, the only chain I could find was either this really icky gold, or made up of 1/2" diameter silver balls linked together. Not what I wanted. Then I decided to look through the gold chain, and discovered 5 silver chain necklaces behind those. I would've preferred larger links, but these'll work. I also picked up some silver wire and these silvery feather-charms. Took the lot home for about $5. =) Worked on attaching the feather-charms to the ends of the necklaces, which as way more fun than it should've been. Meter of fact, I'm regretting that I didn't bring that spool of wire here with me to work. I had a bunch of cool ideas for stuff to do with the wire before I fell asleep last night.

Must burble about the wire, it's as thin as thread, and nearly as flexible. It was very easy to work with, though my hands were getting a bit tired. I've got ideas for braiding it and twisting it into necklaces, headbands, etc.

I also worked on my chain belt itself. You see, some of the wire that makes up the outer layer of the belt had come loose in places, which makes for sharp pointy bits that are unpleasant when wearing this belt over anything thin. So, I used the needlenose pliers to bend the pointy bits back into place. I still need to attach the necklace chains to the belt itself, but that shouldn't take too long. Wishing I'd found more, because I don't think 5 is going to look quite the way I wanted this to. Oh, well.

I also stopped by the Hot Topic in Southcetner Mall, because i decided I wanted to find some silver glitter gel. =) Lerryn's comment was that he didn't like glitter much, which is fine, since I do, and I'll be wearing this stuff to dress up the way *I* want to. Nyah. (Hmm, yes, definitely in brat mode at the moment.)

On a different note, I've rediscovered a personal internal motivation for cleaning more often. I volunteered to(well, more bullied my way into) cleaning the kitchen after Lerryn had done the dishes. I rediscovered that as long as music is playing the background, cleaning presents the same conditions for mental storytelling and daydreaming that working on puzzles and listening to music does. This was a good thing to rediscover, as it means I'll probably be able to do a better job of keeping our new place clean. :) Being able to daydream and just let my mind drift into different stories and retelling of same helps me feel more centered and just generally happier.

Though, this also explains why I can't stand vacuuming. I can't hear myself think, can't hear the music, which makes vacuuming mind-numbingly dull! I was having the same reaction to other, quieter chores, having completely forgotten how I used to drag my boombox into whatever room I'd be cleaning back when I lived with my mom. Funny how one can forget things that used to be old habits.