Monday...

Sometimes I love my job, and sometimes I hate it. This morning is definitely hate. Thought we had solved everything last week and things would be a bit less stressed this week, but such is apparently not the case. I think it's the lack of communication issue - things are a mess in general. I'm beginning to understand more why we have such a high turnover - I think once they've been here a little while, they start to see how unorganized the company is, and run. So far I'm not running although part of me wonders if I ought to. It's my overdeveloped sense of job loyalty - they have to screw me over pretty hard before I fight back. Sigh. Sometimes I think I've gotten too mean, and sometimes I think I'm still too much of a pushover.

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Forty two, forty two, forty two minutes to go...

****BEAMS****

Not that I'm counting!

Counting of blessings...

Having come out of my little bout of negativity from this morning, I've realized that all this stress is entirely unlike me. I have much to be thankful for, and I haven't been acting it too much lately. I think I'll do something artistic tonight to show those that watch over me that while I don't live up to my potential, I have not forsaken the gifts I've been given.

Costuming thoughts

I cannot decide if little embroidered butterflies would be a good look for the brown velveteen dress or not... I sketched out a little graphy blackwork guide for one this morning to cheer up. I'm thinking maybe in gold thread. I'm not sure how well they'll show up though. Hmm... maybe I can do some in a creamy white thread too... if I use thick enough thread it should show up. Hmmm hmmm hmm. I should look at the fabric when I get home... I don't think the threads are going to be as nice and easy to count as my lineny stuff. I wonder if I can just stick some small graph paper on there, sew over it, and then tear it off from around the stitches? Bears investigation - will update as I learn more :)