Tuesday, August 27, 2013

T Minus 46: Flashbacks and Frustrations

I barely survived today. I must admit that today was the worst day since I arrived on the island and I find myself very happy that it's finally over. At work, my frustration levels hit high points I've not experienced in months.

My coworker today, a very nice local girl, morphed into a type-A personality today that I found hard to deal with. She evoked memories of The Hubby of long ago. Not that he doesn't still have his moments, but they are few and far between. Regardless, my coworker seemed determined to see how high she could get my blood pressure.

Nothing ran on island time today. Apparently I moved entirely too slow for her needs and I often found myself wanting to simply move out of the way while she simply did whatever the task was without explaining what needed to be done or why. It flashed back to asking The Hubby how to do something on the computer. "Click here," he'd say. "Type this. Now do this. Just...move." He would then sit and do whatever it was I needed done. Teaching never was his strong suit.

The worst part about today is that I became so flustered I started picking at my nails. I haven't picked at my nails since I quit working for the casino industry. Today, I picked until there was blood and it hurt the rest of the day. I even convinced myself the events of the day were intentional, meant to get me to appreciate working alone at the Ka'anapali gallery.

Maybe that was the case. Maybe my view of the world simply became skewed due to the dozen or so times a weird dream or sound caused me to wake through the night last night. Maybe the blame lies with the weird, unexpected phone call I received from The Hubby about an hour before I intended to actually wake up this morning. I don't know.

I only know I felt relieved to finally walk into the condo this evening. Moving on to lighter topics and less stressful ideas...

Do you know what an interrobang is? I learned about the interrobang last night. It seems like a great idea to me. I know I'd use it as punctuation if it were common. Intrigued, I researched online for a while and stumbled upon a place where I can get an interrobang necklace. Now, of course, I want one!

More than that, I want to know how long it will take our household goods to reach the island. I might be suffering from crafting withdrawal symptoms. Every day more and more ideas for new projects start bouncing around in my head. I look at my meager collection of mediums and supplies that I have stacked on the counter and know they are inadequate for me to bring my ideas to life. If I were The Hubby, I'd say something like "I'm getting twitchy."

I may take a trip over to ACE hardware tomorrow and see if I can expand my small stash of supplies. The section of the store containing the drafting and drawing supplies holds potential as a source of crafty stuff.

Of course, even when my boxes of crafty stuff arrive, I see much of it getting stashed in storage somewhere. Downsizing from a house with a studio to a 1 BR condo means I lose my studio, the kitchen table becomes my creative zone, and everything must get tucked away into a closet after each crafting section. It would never do for The Hubby's OCD to leave stuff sitting out. I can hear him in my head right now. "Everything has a place, and everything in its place." Maybe a small cart on wheels, with many, many little drawers and shelves, that can be tucked away...

I failed to find a new TV show or anything entertaining on Netflix last night. In fact, I never even tried. I surfed YouTube all night instead. All that did was serve to give me more ideas to let bounce around my head until I get supplies to play with. I might spend more time on YouTube tonight before I fall asleep, too.

I look forward to tomorrow, and daylight. My single tiny bedside reading lamp fails to be useful for anything other than its intended purpose, giving me just enough light by which to read in bed and nothing more. I need the sunlight during the day so that I have enough light to craft in!

Maybe a good crafty session tomorrow will wipe the frustrations of today from my brain.

Aloha





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