So far I've managed to miss my morning paper delivery and then spend an hour trying to connect with subscriber services (their phones were down), Bosco decided to do his thing on the patio instead of in the designated spot in the grass (thus thoroughly disgusting Stewey who decided to almost step in it), a bird hit my front wondow with enough force to rattle the entire house (and then drunkenly get up from the mulch and fly away), and my coffee cup decided to splosh damn good coffee all over the front of my freshly laundered t-shirt (that I had just put on after a refreshingly cold scrubby shower that I thought would wake me up, but didn't...it just made me clammy and smelling of Irish Spring).
I spent a few sweaty hours up in the studio yesterday looking for the next perfect project to get me out of my bargello color funk. I found a good candidate in the March/April issue of Needlepoint Now called Twilight. I figured that this would be a good choice considering the success I've been having with Stickideen von der Wiehenburg's designs, so off we went to the thread drawers.
That must be when the wheels came off the bus, since my cool Watercolours Monsoon blues and greens turned into a muddy mess:
What the heck is up with me and color lately? I get an idea in my head and think it's swell and then I end up executing a total disaster.
I'm off, I tell ya. Physically, mentally, stitchingly, spiritually, and emotionally. Maybe it's the moon or the tides ir the heat or the solstice, or maybe it's just an accumulation of things that result in it being my turn to just say ... phooey.
But! Don't cry for me Argentina! I am happy to view this as a minor and temporary setback and quite trivial when taken in the context of things going on in the world, so I am determined to, as my grandmothers would say...."Connie Dough, pull yourself up by your bootstraps and get on with it".
After a bagel and some Crystal Light, I'm heading back up to that studio to try try again with the colors for Twilight. I love the design and think it's just what I need to snap out of it, so a little asjustment followed by some frogging will be a small price to pay for stitchy nirvana.
Here's hoping that YOUR Monday is considerably less...fraught...than mine! Do something fabulous and come tell us all about it! WooHoo!