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mapsedgeIt was quite a weekend.
Seamlyne
I made the promise of having a doublet built by the end of the weekend, giving me Friday night and the weekend to do so. Thirty two yards of piping, five yards of corduroy, and four yards of coat lining later, it's done. I sincerely miss my industrial straight stitch. Working on the domestic was fine - it's a damn good machine, after all - but it is all for all a domestic, lacking the power and speed that would have pushed the job at least marginally faster.
In total, it took about twelve hours.
Through the project, though, two things came to light: if I'm going to continue the business - and there's every reason to think I will - I have to re-populate my shop with commercial machines. The small serger is starting to struggle a bit, so a serger will be the first purchase - that, or a new foot for the 5-thread that will allow me to use it for tights making.
Family
For the first time in a long time, Katie is really sick. 102º fever, chills, aches, cough. Jami is showing symptoms. It's only a matter of time, I'm guessing, before Michelle and/or I get it.
I hate this: having been exposed, I'm acutely aware of every little ache and pain, every tickle in the throat, wondering if it's the first signs coming down sick myself. That pain in my shoulder? Could be from having to struggle with the fabric in that particularly difficult section around the sleeve cap, or it could be the beginnings of muscle aches. That mild nausea? Could be the fact that I'm on week three of bad sleep, or could be The Bug. You just don't know.
Citrus the hamster died overnight. She'd been suffering from a cold, which for an animal with a respiratory system no larger than the last joint of my index finger is frequently fatal. Katie was crushed and called me at work to tell me, though within an hour she was on the Club Penguin website playing a game. Aspergers is a weird thing.
Music
Had a concert Saturday night. Not much of a crowd; I'm starting to wonder if it's me, the venue, or the time of year. The concert itself was okay, but by the second half I was playing for the usual suspects, about a half dozen people. It's a little disheartening, but probably just as well: I have been so profoundly tired lately, and it showed up in my playing. Many small mistakes, verbal gaffes as well as flubs on the guitar.
In Other News
So, I've taken on the website for The Stage Coffee House (formerly Munchies, formerly Stone Bridge), and as a part of that project, I created a new logo. That logo is now on the front of the building. As a result, I've got leads on at least two other websites. Side work, for the win.
SeamlyneI made the promise of having a doublet built by the end of the weekend, giving me Friday night and the weekend to do so. Thirty two yards of piping, five yards of corduroy, and four yards of coat lining later, it's done. I sincerely miss my industrial straight stitch. Working on the domestic was fine - it's a damn good machine, after all - but it is all for all a domestic, lacking the power and speed that would have pushed the job at least marginally faster.
In total, it took about twelve hours.
Through the project, though, two things came to light: if I'm going to continue the business - and there's every reason to think I will - I have to re-populate my shop with commercial machines. The small serger is starting to struggle a bit, so a serger will be the first purchase - that, or a new foot for the 5-thread that will allow me to use it for tights making.
Family
For the first time in a long time, Katie is really sick. 102º fever, chills, aches, cough. Jami is showing symptoms. It's only a matter of time, I'm guessing, before Michelle and/or I get it.
I hate this: having been exposed, I'm acutely aware of every little ache and pain, every tickle in the throat, wondering if it's the first signs coming down sick myself. That pain in my shoulder? Could be from having to struggle with the fabric in that particularly difficult section around the sleeve cap, or it could be the beginnings of muscle aches. That mild nausea? Could be the fact that I'm on week three of bad sleep, or could be The Bug. You just don't know.
Citrus the hamster died overnight. She'd been suffering from a cold, which for an animal with a respiratory system no larger than the last joint of my index finger is frequently fatal. Katie was crushed and called me at work to tell me, though within an hour she was on the Club Penguin website playing a game. Aspergers is a weird thing.
Music
Had a concert Saturday night. Not much of a crowd; I'm starting to wonder if it's me, the venue, or the time of year. The concert itself was okay, but by the second half I was playing for the usual suspects, about a half dozen people. It's a little disheartening, but probably just as well: I have been so profoundly tired lately, and it showed up in my playing. Many small mistakes, verbal gaffes as well as flubs on the guitar.
In Other NewsSo, I've taken on the website for The Stage Coffee House (formerly Munchies, formerly Stone Bridge), and as a part of that project, I created a new logo. That logo is now on the front of the building. As a result, I've got leads on at least two other websites. Side work, for the win.
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Date: 2011-03-07 18:50 (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-07 19:26 (UTC)Not really that weird. It is more a kid thing. Mine mourned about the same length of time. The difference may be the flashbacks to mourning which happened several times before it faded. You might want to watch closely for those.
RileyG
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Date: 2011-03-07 23:11 (UTC)I'm so sorry to hear about Citrus. :(