OK. Well. It’s possible that I need to move away from all the people. One neighbor is Day 5 into a 2-day (yes you read that right) project to install a chain-link fence between us. It’s noisy, it’s ugly, I hate it. Ugh. The neighbor on the other side started a jackhammering project Saturday morning that gave me a monster headache, no warning. At least I had warning on the fence job, even if it’s gone on forever. Jackhammer neighbor doesn’t ever realize the noise pollution he creates, I think, until after he hears me ranting through the house at the top of my lungs (yes, I do that. Yes, the men who live with me wish I wouldn’t. It makes me feel better though.). He emailed 12 hours after it happened to tell me about it and how it wouldn’t continue on Sunday (it did). As a teacher, I kind of think of the last weekend before school starts as this sacrosanct time. No noise, just sleeping in and relaxing. The last weekend before I don’t have to put in 4 hours of work on Sunday every week (or last year, 8 hours). Then the neighbor behind us bought two jacaranda trees. I love jacarandas. They’re purple…what’s not to love? Except they seem to be planting it right next to our fence. So that jacaranda will be about 20 feet over my fenceline and dropping shit everywhere in a period of time. Sure, I might be dead by the time that happens. I just think they’re idiots not to consider a tree’s canopy when planting it.
So yeah. Twenty or thirty acres should do it for me. Not sure where or how I would afford it, but no more smells of spray paint, no more generator sounds, no more screaming at the kids or even just screaming kids. Just quiet and nature and yeah.
Yes, I know I start school in 4 days and quiet and nature will not be happening there either. Fully aware. I miss my old quiet neighbors…they had their quirks, but they were less stupid.
I’m in a great mood to start school by the way. The district has decided that gamifying our professional development is something we all need. I’m not sure how many screenshots I’ll need to do to prove I already did the things, or if I really have to prove I know how to use all the Googles (I do…it’s been years now). They say it provides CHOICE, but I don’t see a whole lot of that going on. Choice from their very elementary, and limited, scope of things. Being a middle-school science teacher in the middle of an elementary district is annoying when it comes to that…so much of what they do and say is irrelevant to what I need or do or see.
That said, we’re planning today and I’m getting a bunch of stuff out of the house and into my classroom. I am looking forward to being in a classroom again, although yes, the thought of filling it with the great unvaxxed makes me more than a little anxious. But hands-on is better than Zoom for me AND this crew, so that will be a good thing. And having my team around me, even if I barely see them and can’t plan with most of them…also good.
Meanwhile, I’m trying to get the ironing done on this current quilt.
Seriously a ton of browns in this thing…
The to-be-cut pile grows…
So sometimes weird shit happens. I do have another piece of Wonder Under that matches the drawing with 316 on it.
I’m just going to hold onto this until it makes sense, and if it never does, I will throw it out.
I think this is the tree…
Yeah, with fungus and bear claw marks.
I said I was going to bed before I cut out the green trees on Friday night, I think? And then I did it anyway.
The bottom row is the stuff in the figure; the top is all the ‘real’ stuff. So confusing.
More greens. Check out the dog’s feet and mine.
Now there’s a cat in that photo. I did more ironing…hard to say what here.
Then last night, I laid out all the green parts of the mountains. All marked out in my head. Could be a mistake.
But I got all that ironed too. So much for early to bed, early to rise.
I need to do all the rocks in the mountains now. This is chaos. I think I’m in the 700s but there’s a lot left to do, and the electrician comes tomorrow, so I need to move a bunch of stuff this afternoon/evening so he has access to the attic. Ugh. So I’m not finishing the ironing before I have to do that, unfortunately. I have at least 250 pieces left. We’ll see, but it doesn’t feel promising. I’ll get the ironing done, though, probably before I have to go back to school. That’s the plan anyway.
I’m also working on embroidery for a Social Justice Sewing Academy piece…
Just blanket stitching letters down first before embellishment. Need to make sure they will stay down.
Saturday included two meetings, one on Zoom and one in person. The one in person was to see a future exhibition space before entering…this is a piece by Anne Mudge. Fun.
Reminds me of pepper trees. Or atoms.
After that, we hiked again, only a little over 4 miles, but an extension of a trail we do often into an area we never have gone.
So that was cool.
The man is still training. Progress.
Yeah, this guy. That’s a female pole dancer.
The driver was older. I don’t know how you are in a relationship with anyone with that on your car, but maybe that’s the point.
Oh yeah! Happy birthday to the girlchild, who is 24 (holy crap) and was a smart woman and took the day off work.
I’m proud of her. Also love her. Miss her. All the things.
Anyway. I have ironing to do and school stuff and aack I need to eat lunch before counseling starts and then it’s go go go for probably 10 months straight. Art often. Art always.