I stopped knitting and decided to create a calendar instead.
I'm an old fashioned girl and much prefer paper calendars. I'm also crazy-picky about my calendar. I get bored easily so it needs to be pretty, but not so pretty I'm afraid to write on it. It needs to have lots of room to write a variety of things. It needs to be roomy enough to hold my to-do lists, shopping lists, dreams, desires, books to read lists, knitting deadlines and of course all the normal calendary stuff like appointments, vacation days, work schedules, and of course, paydays. I like it to be colorful, but not color coded. Like I said, I have high expectations and I'm picky.
I also like to journal a little bit about my days. Not Journal journal, just a few words up to a full sentence to remind me of the how the day went. I also like to "artsy" it up a bit, except that I'm horrible at painting, drawing, and pretty much anything else that's done freehand.
It's next to impossible to find a calendar that suits me. In the past, I've kept two. One for the scheduling & normal calendar stuff and one for the journaling/artsy stuff. But often, the one or two word journal entry would make much more sense if seen along with that day's "normal" calendar page.
So I decided to make my own. I bought a cheap spiral bound art journal and began making my own. And thus, the psychotic break.
What the hell was I thinking? So, yeah, it's fun playing with the colors, and the YouTube videos I watched about making your own calendar/journal were inspiring, but.... Good Lord! I worked on this project for four days straight and only got one month's worth of calendar created. At this rate, I will finish making 2016's calendar sometime in 2035.
I think I should probably just stick to knitting.
Meanwhile, because it is October & the season of scary things...
Mr. Spider is still hanging out on my front porch. No one has had the nerve or the will to remove him. And now, since he hung out there all through the not a hurricane, but a hell of a lot of rain weeklong weather episode, I feel like he's earned the right to keep his place. He does have some pretty brown stripes and I'm quite proud to say that, proportionally, he gained more weight eating that butterfly last week than I did during my Week Of Never Ending Rain junk food binge. Yeah, I think I'll let him stay a while.