Finished the right third and top of middle third.I took this when closing down yesterday. This was before I started on the middle. It is soothing, and cooling to work on this one.This pair of slipper socks will be finished this weekend.Toes done on this pair. It’ll take some time before they are done. They are bigger and finer-gauged.
On the writing front, I’ve entered a few more of my books into yWriter. I even worked on the memoir a bit. Now that I’ve moved into the new laptop I’m having a bit more time to get creative again.
It may seem I’ve been reading a lot. The fact is, when the electronics were down, I got behind in reviews and writing. Now I’m finally catching up.
I’m grateful for my new laptop but have to admit my frustrations of starting over. All my writing in yWriter7 and WriteItNow and Scrivener are stuck in RTF form and tons of work awaits to bring them back to life. So that’s my time lately in a nutshell.
Sadly I have to report I didn’t get but half my word count goal this month. But I had a marvelous time with family and friends, so not really complaining. Just reporting.
Purple waterfall is nearly finished. Front lit.
Back lit
These charms are finished on both sides. I still need to apply sealant and then figure how to make the mobile out of them.
This is the next hand-held charm to work on. These are great for times when you don’t want to bend over the bigger pictures.
Barely made any headway on these. They are almost finished!
Started another pair of cotton spa slippers. I love this yarn my friend gifted me.
Today our three furries had a vet appointment. These two seem none the worse for the wear. Three hours in the non-AC truck can with all windows open. But their prognoses (is that plural?), Rosey, the black one is old but healthiest of the bunch. Not even considered overweight. Her seizures to be watched, nothing more to be done. Teddy, the ginger, has cancer sores in his mouth and had to get a steroid shot. And drops to take. He hates that.
Kali is old and has arthritis, is deaf, with cataracts. Nothing we can do but give pain meds. She is meandering as is her habit. That’s why the picture is blurry. It’s probably time for her meds . Poor babies.
While my brother and husband did the vet run. My son and I cleaned. He worked on the out of control mud room. I shampooed the carpets. It was nice not to have furballs in the way. We were successful in our ventures. Now I need to finish cleaning out the shampooer. Yuck!
This was my last plarn project on the loom. But I had forgotten how to work this pattern. So I frogged it.
My husband mentioned he needed a water bottle carrier for our walks so here’s the progress.
Finished a pair of socks. Shh! I think these are my daughter’s size.😉
Time to move on on these charity socks.
Something else I’m working on. And it really is work! I’m going through all the Doctor Whos. I’ve managed to get to season three. Good thing I’m not watching. It’s mostly background while I write.
I am both impressed with how much of the traditions they managed to maintain so many years later And watching my high school fashions scroll before my eyes. And I’m grateful for the progress in acting and technology making good shows nowadays.
I’m at 41,852 in the autobiography. Dividing it up like this between three months is nearly painless.
I finally got the beach sunset up. Square drills are the worst! Some are still trying to pop off. I hated my painted frame. I used too much sealant trying to keep those tiles on. So the idea of a sunset on a beach is on the wall above the piano. My dream area in Dar’s Dabbling Den, right next to my gifted Mermaid (thank you, Georgia). Yeah. Now I see they need to be straightened. And tenor recorder tried to get into the act.
I started a new diamond painting. A lighthouse. It is bigger than others I’ve done. It’s for my husband.
Here’s a quick unboxing.
Size. And look how great those symbols look. This should be easy!It came with easy instructions.Two pens and cushions instead of just one. At least two waxes.Lots of little baggies.Open on my easel in my drill catching tray/lid. The bags of colors.
Another look at the drills in baggies.
Here’s my first days work. That bit on the upper right. I had to roll up the left side to fit in my easel.
Today’s work. Play!
Knitting socks continues but less than the diamond painting. But the progress doesn’t show up much in pics, just a couple rows each.
So what have you been up to? Being retired is great!
Toes done. CinDWood 1/4″ fine-gauge, 56 peg. Socks for a friend.
Toes done, again. The sock on the right was how far along I’d gotten when I saw it was time to frog the whole mess. So I’ve started a new pair. This is the ‘His’ of KB His or Hers sock loom. This is a charity pair.
The Tea Dragon is nearly done. Probably, tomorrow I’ll place the last diamonds.
I’ve done Morning Pages two days in a row. Of all the finished or near finished projects, the 6 pages are what I’m most proud of. It is hard to do them.
Five more days until this NaNo goal is reached.
Junowrimo will get the next part of my autobiography.
Last night was another beautiful sunset.
Still cold, windy and rainy. But the sky is gorgeous!
The eyes keep getting better though the bruises and swelling make it look like I was in a brawl.
Sock on the right will be finished tomorrow. Hopefully, the left will be done by Monday.
Speaking of Monday, my first cataract surgery is happening at 12:55pm. I’m nervous and excited.
Will I finish this weekend? I hope so.
The writing is doing okay. The memory not so much. I took the readers through all my 11 houses the first couple years of my married life in my twenties. I suddenly remembered a room that my mother-in-law help me rescue but I couldn’t remember which home it was in. Suddenly I realized I had left out the first home we bought. There was the room!
May has gotten off on quite the path! May Day, May the Fourth Be With You, Cinco de Mayo, not a flower or margarita in sight. Tons of winds and a little rain.
Heels done. Ankle started on the one on the right.
Almost to the eye of the dragon.
I lowered my goal to 20k. Now to write 3k in two days. Writing fantasy is so much easier than real life. Especially when dealing with the memory of a 72 year old. Who knew there’d be so much ‘research’?
Working on my series: Haven.
Doodler (zendoodle.com)
Music major: voice and piano
Mom of four great adults
Reiki II practitioner
I have been on disability/retired for 10 years now from depression, anxiety and fibromyalgia.
Books, games, music, and life — filtered through the mind of a writer, drummer, and philosopher who thinks too deeply about all of it. If it moves something in your chest, I'm interested.
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