Every year it’s the same thing.
Disclaimer: I’ve taken some sort of self-prescribed allergy and cold medicine cocktail-pretty much all the stuff in my medicine cabinet-which means I can’t be held responsible for anything I type hereafter…
Somewheres around that September/October mark, I get sick. My nose gets all stuffy, my eyes get all puffy, I find a proliferation of wet tissues overflowing every waste basket in every room of every location where I tend to work, play, sleep, or otherwise exist. It’s ridiculous.
For years, I’ve been told that I need to get the flu shot or that I need to go on allergy meds or at least get tested. They’re all probably right. Don’t ask me why it’s so difficult to follow good advice.
Scratch that. I just think it’s so much easier for me to try to fix it myself than to hand over the reigns of fixing me to someone else. Who should know me or what’s going on with me better than me, right? Colds ordinarily have a shelf life of a week or two. Most times, it’s stress and lack of rest that keeps a cold lasting longer than it should. I don’t have a doctorate. But, I’m pretty sure of that.
This photo is another project from One-Skein Wonders for Babies by Storey Publishing. I’ve only just started, but it really wouldn’t matter. At this point, if you touch this project before it gets soaked and blocked, I highly suggest you use some hand sanitizers directly afterward.
As you can see, I’m self-medicating with some knitting today. I finally finished sewing on the flower buds for the booties too. Yay me.
I could also quite rightly blame my affinity for fixing myself on my tendency toward introversion.
Oh, you didn’t know that? Well, let’s just look at the stats:
- I pursue predominately solitary endeavors like spinning, knitting, drawing/painting, and writing. See? I’m writing now.
- I prefer speaking to groups (similar to a teacher/facilitator) or one-on-one conversations than mingling in crowds.
- The quickest way to get me to exit stage left is to mention audience participation…which is really funny because I make most of my workshops include some kind of interaction with the participants-and the participants love that. Hey, opposites attract, I guess.
- Wanna go out? I’d rather stay in and read a book (or at least look at the pretty photos 🙂 ).
- I crave alone time…A LOT.
The list goes on and on, I’m sure. I’m just wired to live in my head and figure it out rather than get checked out-and then subject you all to my nonsensical blatherings about it. How I do pity you.
Something going wrong? Fix it.
Kids driving you batty? Break out the knitting needles. Someone not pulling their weight on the job? Grab some obscenely large scissors, cut up, fold up, stamp on, and glue down some paper. People keep sending you unexpected bills? Go spin yourself happy somewhere. Just don’t forget to pay the bill too or you could get in a lot of trouble for that.
Here’s some cute stamps I found recently for the coming holidays.
Still working on what I want to do with them. But I thought this was a good start.
Yup. Some paper and scissors and some die-cutting are good stress-relievers.
It’s Saturday. Probably the day that most are out doing something that makes them happy. It’s a clear day too. Probably one of the last we’ll have before winter makes an appearance. But, I think I’ll stay in today, rest up and relieve some stress.
It’s not that I can’t go out and mingle or make small talk. It’s not that I can’t go somewhere and play nice with others. I’m not anti-social…though maybe a little ornery here and there…I am making this little listers gotta list book for my co-worker’s birthday this week.
She’s got a little OCD streak about her. Everything has got to be just so and she makes a list for ALL THE THINGS. When she shows me all of her to-do lists (she has many), I simultaneously chuckle and die a little inside…You know, because my system is so much better with all the lists running around like little fire engines in my head. 🙂
Wait. Didn’t I just make a list too? Wow. That listing stuff’s contagious.
I just thought it would be a little amusing to send the straight-laced lister in her over the edge a little bit with mix-match papers and stuff taped diagonally and what not. So sue me, lol.
Some pages have space for lists, some space for notes, some calendars to mark off days or whatever she wants to do with that.
I think I’ll just get a kick out of watching her squirm and try to straighten out the taped cards…Because I’m that kind of friend. 🙂
Ornery introvert or not, I just feel that at the end of the day, if I’m walking away without having had a valuable, authentic interaction with another person, it was all just pointless to me-and the stress of that will just continue to add to the time my cold will last.
Besides, I could have a so much better time playing with my knitting needles and talking to you. 🙂