Sunday

No Seahawks. Heck not even any seagulls. I can see a train going by but the door to the outside is closed so I can't even hear it. Soooo quiet.

When I left the gym, it was drizzling and about 65 degrees out. This is the kind of weather that makes me want to stand up straight and take deep breaths. I have no love for the out of doors but newly laundered air is my jam. It's what I will remember next August when the air is dirty and hot and the sun is blinding and everything is sweaty and icky. It's nice to have a little snippet of perfect now and again.

I already have laundry started. Next up - sheets swapping and the kitchen cleaning up. Then I want to finish up my fabric stash cataloging and then... anything goes. I don't really have anywhere I want or need to go so the anything going will be happening in house where there is plenty to keep me entertained.

So Susan, Have you lost any important friends?

Oh yeah. I am not a good friend. Virtually or IRL. I'm not sure why. I don't make friends easily and to say something always happens is to disown responsibility. I'm pretty darned sure that the fault is all mine. I'm not sure whether it's because I don't have the skills or don't have the passion to maintain friendships or maybe both. I lose LJ friends a lot and never know why. I got unfriended again this morning.

(It's really unfair to toss LJ friends into the mix as it is a very different dynamic for the most part and I enjoy the come-and-go - ness of it. But, since most people these days lock their journals down, unfriending means I am locked out of reading and that's a big bummer. Consequences of not being a good enough friend!)

In college, I met Heather along about my freshman year. We bonded like super glue immediately. We were instant and truly best friends. She knew my family, I knew hers. She lived in West Virginia and I lived in North Carolina. She moved to Kentucky and I moved to Connecticut. She went to Tuscon and I went to Seattle. All along the way we were besties. For a quarter of a century. And then not.

Family differences really did most of the prying loose. She had a daughter who was a really intolerable toddler. I had my reasons for not being close to my family and she did not approve one tiny bit. Mainly I think our very different lives, coated with layers of complicated geography just wore the friendship out.

I have not talked to her in a couple of decades. I assume she's still in Arizona and still married to the same guy and that the toddler is now a grownup but they are all assumptions. I have no facts at all. Clearly she has very little online presence - probably all on facebook. I can find clues but that's it. I wonder what she's up to and how are her mother and father and little sister and brother. (Her sister once came to visit Seattle years and years ago and called me when she got here to ask where Kurt Cobain's grave was - he had died earlier that year. I had no idea who he was or where he was buried. Alison was less than impressed.)

I'm not sure there are even enough threads or interest to do any reparation work on the friendship but I really do regret that I let that one go.

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An embarrassment of riches

Finished!! The fabric catalog. It's kind of ghetto but it works for me. The colors are off because the lighting in the bedroom is not photogenic but what I'm looking for is a reminder of what I have and the notes help. Yeah!! 54 pieces. About 15 of them are not big enough for a whole anything but big enough for sleeves or collar/trim, etc. At least now I know what I have. I can, from my phone even, see what I have in prints or in solids or in knits... Nice.

Then I finished that freakin' sweater! whew. Then I decided to add pockets. It's now all done and pressed/steamed out and ready for the weather to turn cold! I'm not unhappy with it but I am sick of it. Hopefully, I'll feel differently by the time the cold comes.



And then and LJ friend did me a lovely favor. Thank you!!

And then... I got a text from Amazon that my serger was being delivered today! We have an Amazon home grown delivery service here. They use it for about half of the deliveries I get. They deliver many times a day, 7 days a week. When they fuck up, it's epic but when they delight, it's very cool. Today was very cool. About 15 minutes after I got the text, I got another one saying it was here!!

I got it all unboxed and set up and plugged in and the box put away and the other box broken down. It came threaded. (Sergers use 4 spools of thread at once and are notorious for being a nightmare to thread.) So I photographed it from all sides so that I can have a reference if I need it. And then I put the little cover on and turned out the light.

I'm saving it for tomorrow.

So, how's today been so far, Susan. Freakin' Fuckin' Excellent!