random cute mod smocked dress.. this not at all what is bugging meAnyway it is one of the moods I talked about on the Blog Laundry post. Crafty crossroads. I bought 5 magazines.. I have spent hours each day looking at all my blogs. I have ideas. I have WIPs. I have supplies EVERYWHERE. But since Saturday, I am just bugged.
I am crafting, but with malice. I am a cranky crafter. I growl at my family and sigh a lot and don't feel like making dinner.
Maybe it is too much left over candy or maybe it is that dark place I go to before every show. If it is that place: It is a very non-helpful place at a very non-helpful time. I have stuff to do, people!
Why do I go there? What do I need from the pit of self-pity? Why can't I just be beautiful, perfect and happy like the rest of the world?
You are all beautiful, perfect and happy, right?
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oh, absolutely. all sweetness and light over here. i didn't call the husband at work crying today, either. nope.
gee, but that dress would make a heck of a shirt, too...
I love that this is labeled "tantrum". I understand it, get it and am so glad you posted about it because when I look at the pictures of you modeling your creations I think "God! She has this jazzy-up life with a family and a blog following and makes cool stuff and lives in a great space and has just enough quirks to seem normal and be likable and floats all over town looking and feeling confident...why can't I seem to live like that?" Never underestimate the power of too much sugar and shorter days to shift you into one of those moods. Thanks again for putting another honest post out there.
HA! Beautiful perfect and happy????
Surely you jest!
I too am suffering from pre-show spasms, crankiness and jitters. Too many really late nights up in the craft-attic sewing like a lunatic. Housework is woefully neglected in favor of stitchery. Worrying because my focus has changed a lot from previous craft shows, so i have ALOT less of the little stuff that people seemed to like (but i refuse to make ANYTHING that i don't feel like making, and any woman who has had a hyster should not be expected to make stupid stupid tampon cases ever again. period. No pun intended!)teehee! Hope all the peeps like skirts...lord knows i made enough of THOSE. TO say that i am overwhelmed with self-doubt and anxiety would be pretty much dead on. So no, not beautiful not perfect not entirely UNhappy, but not jumping for joy either! We need a support group for this, no?
Riiiiiight. Beautiful. Happy. Oh, and don't forget Organized. And Motivated...yeah. Motivated. And, er, ahforgetit.
I hear you.
oh yes. we are all very beautiful and happy...
I know that place well!
Well, I personally am beautiful, perfect, and happy. Snortle.
Beautiful? Check. Perfect? Check. Happy? Check.
Yep, all three are things I almost never experience ... at least not at the same time. :)
Oh, we all go there, Bethany. And I usually go there with Oreos.
I have the cranky craft blues too. I ate a hot fudge sundae for dinner last night-and I'm still cranky. I'm getting ready for a craft sale this weekend and thinking "Why am I doing this? Why do I think anyone will buy this? Who's brilliant idea was it to get a kitten that won't stay out of the wool roving? Who was that not so smart person that didn't put the wool roving away...?" Maybe more chocolate.
OMG! You're human after all! ;-) It's so easy to post only about the good days, the successful projects, the 1 picture out of 100 that turns out...I'm so glad you posted about the anxiety I feel so very often. Thank you, and I hope you feel better tomorrow.
Wrong.
In fact, I have a major attack of the Black Dog as we speak.
Not only does my house clean itself, cook me dinner, and fold the laundry, it leaves me plenty of time to swan around in vintage designer frocks, entertaining with perfectly made petit fours; matching teacups, and of course, me, the hostess; smart AND beautiful!
Sweetheart. There's nothing more human than being shitty for no reason. Take a deep breath, and maybe a bath, and start again tomorrow.
xxxxx
Of course ... beautiful, perfect and happy. And when I think too much about how much work I have to do ... medicated is a term that springs to mind.
We're here for you hon
*hugs*
Tazzie
:-)
My sewing room haunts me. I have wip's to finish, christmas stuff I am excited to make and it is all waiting for me to actually go up there and start working....
After working all day, coming home and making dinner, all I want to do is sit down and relax......somebody light a fire under my bottom please!
Me??? Get real! LOL
Well naturally! Its in the blogging contract right? "Must be beautiful ,perfect,and happy".
I'm cranky too!! And unable to craft. I keep sitting down by my supplies where I sigh a lot, roll my eyes, grab a magazine, toss it away. I'm blaming the time change, legit or not.
oh, bitter one! If only we could all always just show our shiny, happy, sparkle side and not tear down the masks that leave wide the abyss of gloom and despair for everyone to see. I had a hard time trying to decide whether or not to blog about my mom and finally just did it so that I could feel better. sometimes life is hard. that's why there's pie and thrift shops. rock on. we got yer back. it ain't always sunshine and unicorns but there is always a rainbow bright ( or is that strawberry shortcake?) perk up sad smurf. we love ya. ((hugs)) xxxooo kim
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