I’m currently trying to type with a swollen pointer finger covered in a bandaid and Neosporin to try to counteract the weirdo infection under my nail. Don’t even ask how I did it. It involved sourdough starter though. Yeah. You figure it out. Trying to avoid urgent care…can’t get doctor’s appointments any more.
It’s Monday again. I realized there was a bunch of stuff I should have done to get ready for teaching art this week, so it will all have to be done during a short prep period today. Ought to be interesting. We’ll see if I can pull it off. Our staff meeting has been turned into a required 1-hour attendance at the staff-student soccer game after school. While I appreciate the disappearance of a staff meeting, I’m so buried in work that I don’t like the idea of just standing around for an hour and not getting anything done. Much as I love my principal, I’ve got a shit-ton of work to do and I need all the minutes at school so I don’t have to do as many at home. Which SUCKS. By the way. Hello school districts. Get a clue.
Saturday, I did manage to get up to the California Center for the Arts to see the California Fibers show…
It’s a great space and we fill it well. Here’s my corner of the exhibit…
Looks good! When we were leaving, we were mobbed by a group of fans, which was fun albeit a little terrifying in the beginning. They had good questions and were appreciative, which is nice.
Afterwards, we headed out to Daley Ranch for a hike…
It’s going to be warmer this week…we could definitely tell…
Four miles in the bag…dinner out afterward…
It had been a few weeks. He’ll be gone this coming weekend, backpacking on the PCT (short trip) and I’ll be gone the following weekend for QuiltCon.
I’m still cutting pieces out…this is Friday night…
I think I did most of 2 yards…then Saturday night…
Was almost another 2 yards…and last night, just 1 more…
I’m pretty sure there’s only 2 left to do. So another couple of nights? Maybe? I can’t always do one in an hour.
I did some other things, but only briefly…
Got one more flower to go around with the incredibly time-consuming Pekinese stitch…
There are always animals requiring attention…
That one wanted me to move all the cutting paraphernalia off my lap. I gave her a leg.
So yeah, prep a bunch of art stuff with a damaged swollen finger (nice), hope it gets better by the end of the day, sit through 4 soccer games or so, then hopefully DON’T go to Urgent Care, but home to cook and cut more things out. That’s the plan. And then hopefully sleep much better because I won’t have a throbbing finger all night. Ha! I just know that Urgent Care will mean sharp pointy things and I don’t want that. I just want it to magically get better. As do we all!
Kathy Nida 