things I did today:
blue tape around the edges of the wall I am painting (even though the paint hasn't come in yet)
wound a boatload of yarn
clean walls, light switches, door handles
clean the bathroom, including the floor which has probably not been cleaned in years
cleaned the stove
played boom blox
talked to the hospital about my upcoming lumbar puncture
washed dishes
two loads of laundry
dyed my hair
normal daily stuff like feeding the dog, eating, bathing, etc
and now I'm baking bread.
I've been up since 4am since someone's response to my request that he take some allergy medication so that he stops waking up gasping in the middle of the night was, "I don't do drugs." said, of course, to the woman who is thrilled to be down to only an anti-convulsant, psychostimulant, dopamine agonist, hormone replacement, (prenatal vitamin*), and blood thinner. only a few pills! I only have to take them twice a day!
because I am becoming a homemaker, I think a lot about women's roles in the home and workforce. I graduated from a big ten university in four years. I attempted law school twice. I worked full-time (and made a lot of money) doing a job I was good at but didn't care about. I also have a ceramics studio.
and I like to cook, which makes my food a lot less expensive because I am allergic to everything.** also, I like to eat. I snack pretty much constantly, but never eat much at any given time. that's hard to do when you have a job. also, my people have a mighty thirst.
the idea of being a homemaker seemed really archaic and outdated until I told my family I wasn't going to partner-track (GASP!). that was when I started thinking that maybe I didn't have to work 60 hours a week to be happy. then, one night when I was throwing, mused something along the lines of, "why can't I just do this all the time?" and he said, "I don't see why you can't."
I truly believe that a person needs to feel useful in order to be satisfied. despite my joyful existentialism, I honestly believe that feeling useless brings nothing but despair. recently, this usefulness has been defined as career. my career, I've decided, is my art and my home.
gender equity is great. go for it, girls! one day when you are "living comfortably," come buy some of my art.
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blue tape around the edges of the wall I am painting (even though the paint hasn't come in yet)
wound a boatload of yarn
clean walls, light switches, door handles
clean the bathroom, including the floor which has probably not been cleaned in years
cleaned the stove
played boom blox
talked to the hospital about my upcoming lumbar puncture
washed dishes
two loads of laundry
dyed my hair
normal daily stuff like feeding the dog, eating, bathing, etc
and now I'm baking bread.
I've been up since 4am since someone's response to my request that he take some allergy medication so that he stops waking up gasping in the middle of the night was, "I don't do drugs." said, of course, to the woman who is thrilled to be down to only an anti-convulsant, psychostimulant, dopamine agonist, hormone replacement, (prenatal vitamin*), and blood thinner. only a few pills! I only have to take them twice a day!
because I am becoming a homemaker, I think a lot about women's roles in the home and workforce. I graduated from a big ten university in four years. I attempted law school twice. I worked full-time (and made a lot of money) doing a job I was good at but didn't care about. I also have a ceramics studio.
and I like to cook, which makes my food a lot less expensive because I am allergic to everything.** also, I like to eat. I snack pretty much constantly, but never eat much at any given time. that's hard to do when you have a job. also, my people have a mighty thirst.
the idea of being a homemaker seemed really archaic and outdated until I told my family I wasn't going to partner-track (GASP!). that was when I started thinking that maybe I didn't have to work 60 hours a week to be happy. then, one night when I was throwing, mused something along the lines of, "why can't I just do this all the time?" and he said, "I don't see why you can't."
I truly believe that a person needs to feel useful in order to be satisfied. despite my joyful existentialism, I honestly believe that feeling useless brings nothing but despair. recently, this usefulness has been defined as career. my career, I've decided, is my art and my home.
gender equity is great. go for it, girls! one day when you are "living comfortably," come buy some of my art.
*
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hey you guys!
buy things!
because you lurb me. also, because I would like to keep my job as domestic artist.
buy things!
because you lurb me. also, because I would like to keep my job as domestic artist.
the wood in my handyman's handyman special is pretty much all solid oak. when I discovered this, I immediately set to stripping it.
now, because I am in the process of stripping the paint, I want to get that paint off before I lay down new stuff. AND! I am going to make one wall of the kitchen a chalkboard (score!). today, I started stripping the door frame.
about 20 minutes into the project, he came to supervise. I was doing it wrong, he told me. he started to show me how to do it right. I took a shower, played with Palmer, and then started setting up my desk. feeling the pangs of hunger, I wandered back to the kitchen. not only had he cleaned off the entire doorframe, he had also stripped one side of the door. completely.
he told me that he wants me to strip the paneling, but I wonder--- if I do it when he is around, will he just take over and do it for me?
also! we got a gigantic cast-iron sink for my studio. on Friday, I decided to move it into my studio (in the basement) from my car (on the street) by myself. we got a dolly specifically for this purpose, just to give you an idea of size.
although the sink did take *some* of the stairs more quickly than I did, I only broke the house a little bit.
despite my destruction, this is a dream come true. I wake up with my best friend, and we smile our goofy morning smiles. when he wasn't working, I thought we got a bit in each other's ways, but now that he spends him time O.T.J. (on the job), I can be productive doing my stuff and dote on him in the evening.
it's a pretty perfect life, really.
(except I could do without a spinal tap)
now, because I am in the process of stripping the paint, I want to get that paint off before I lay down new stuff. AND! I am going to make one wall of the kitchen a chalkboard (score!). today, I started stripping the door frame.
about 20 minutes into the project, he came to supervise. I was doing it wrong, he told me. he started to show me how to do it right. I took a shower, played with Palmer, and then started setting up my desk. feeling the pangs of hunger, I wandered back to the kitchen. not only had he cleaned off the entire doorframe, he had also stripped one side of the door. completely.
he told me that he wants me to strip the paneling, but I wonder--- if I do it when he is around, will he just take over and do it for me?
also! we got a gigantic cast-iron sink for my studio. on Friday, I decided to move it into my studio (in the basement) from my car (on the street) by myself. we got a dolly specifically for this purpose, just to give you an idea of size.
although the sink did take *some* of the stairs more quickly than I did, I only broke the house a little bit.
despite my destruction, this is a dream come true. I wake up with my best friend, and we smile our goofy morning smiles. when he wasn't working, I thought we got a bit in each other's ways, but now that he spends him time O.T.J. (on the job), I can be productive doing my stuff and dote on him in the evening.
it's a pretty perfect life, really.
(except I could do without a spinal tap)
tomorrow is my grandmother's birthday. my parents, my beau, and I had breakfast with her this morning. he and I gave her a birthday card and a thank you card for some money she gave us as an engagement gift.
in the birthday card, I wrote a note I felt quite sincerely about how wonderful it is that she is in our lives to see marriages and births as well as job losses and deaths. in the thank you card, I wrote something to the effect of how we used the money to buy a sink.
she didn't react at all to the birthday card. the thank you card made her laugh.
I wonder if she doesn't think it matters to us that she is a part of our lives.
in the birthday card, I wrote a note I felt quite sincerely about how wonderful it is that she is in our lives to see marriages and births as well as job losses and deaths. in the thank you card, I wrote something to the effect of how we used the money to buy a sink.
she didn't react at all to the birthday card. the thank you card made her laugh.
I wonder if she doesn't think it matters to us that she is a part of our lives.
things:
1. I am getting married on ninja day.
2 no need to pretend you are not jealous.
3. I am now a detroiter.
4. no need to pretend you are jealous.
5. we got a wii instead of a baby.
6. I believe my recipe for pinwheels is misprinted to indicate either half the butter or double the flour.
7. I learned how to strip correctly.
8. it involves a lot of fluid.
9. it's best with firm, hard wood.
9. Chris also taught me the best way to hold the *ahem* scraper.
10. so I'm about a quarter of the way done with getting the white paint off of the oak cabinets.
1. I am getting married on ninja day.
2 no need to pretend you are not jealous.
3. I am now a detroiter.
4. no need to pretend you are jealous.
5. we got a wii instead of a baby.
6. I believe my recipe for pinwheels is misprinted to indicate either half the butter or double the flour.
7. I learned how to strip correctly.
8. it involves a lot of fluid.
9. it's best with firm, hard wood.
9. Chris also taught me the best way to hold the *ahem* scraper.
10. so I'm about a quarter of the way done with getting the white paint off of the oak cabinets.
I'm moving to redford starting today-ish!
then I'm getting married in a few months!
but first I'm going to eat chocolate!
(because my underwear say so)
then I'm getting married in a few months!
but first I'm going to eat chocolate!
(because my underwear say so)
