Today was much better. I got around to doing a bit of admin, and tidied my room (study/stitching room) a bit too. It makes a huge difference. I only hope that I don't lapse into the habit of just stuffing stuff into cupboards so that it LOOKS nice. It does, however, look much more appealing and inviting so I may just stitch sometime... it is by far the lightest room in the house, which I think makes a huge difference.
The house, in general, is quite dark. The lounge, G's room and the bedroom are very dark due to the balcony and long eaves covering the balconies. The bedroom is made even more dark by having a wall painted dark chocolate brown. Lord only knows why whoever it was decided to do that, because it makes me want to jab a screwdriver into my head (exaggeration!): it's so dark and when you go into the bedroom during the day, it's very glary as the light through the balcony door makes this silhouette effect which is quite eye-straining. If the rental agency is alright with it, I'd like to have it painted a lighter colour...
The rest of the house is quite weakly lit once it's evening. It has the air of a restaurant, with dim lighting for "ambience", and sometimes you just want to move on and put the lights up so you can see what you're doing... not great for cross stitch. I think we should invest in some reading lamps to face towards the wall and ceiling to brighten it up. This lighting would be great for a home cinema but this is the lounge we're talking about. The dimness is not helped by the high, slanted ceiling.
No, this isn't meant to be a gripe-about-the-house blog post. Just trying to explain something that may have a negative effect on my energy levels.
My off-sick day today has made me feel a bit like stitching. The simple, therapeutic accomplishment of stitching, even if it's a 1" x 1" patch on a fabric 22ft x 22ft - not that I'd ever do one that big, but I'm sure you know what I mean. The only problem is the demands of other, necessary things, preventing me from even indulging in the feeling of the desire to stitch, let alone indulge in actually stitching. I'm not sure what it is, but weekdays are so exhausting. My job is full on, 100%, the entire time. It's not high-pressure, or extremely stressful, it's just consistently constantly busy, which I like. I'm just worn out in the evenings!
Perhaps it's just an emotional crash I've experienced, from being busy and stretched thin... and having my sis to stay for a bit over 3 weeks... it's time to recover now, and to look forward to things like Xmas... it's nearly time to put up the tree! And to decorate FINALLY, with our fledgling traditions - we have to make our own traditions, here. Can't believe it's our first Australian Xmas. Time to dig out the tree, find the decorations, buy new ornaments and things, and also to get Wintersong out for the first time!
I've always wanted one of these, so maybe we'll find one:
Anyway, I'll leave it at that - supper's ready!
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