I (Finally) Did It!

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I finally finished that goddamned basket.

Our story begins in high school, really. That’s where I learned this basket weaving technique. It’s essentially a coiled basket, but it’s made by attaching the new layer to the old by looping back onto itself every so often. Yes, I’m horrible at actual explanations. Just like I’m pretty shit at directions.

This lady seems to have some good tutorials, though I couldn’t get any sound on the first one for starting it, but you can get the drift from watching it. Once you understand the basic premise, you can do all kinds of stuff. You need a sturdy base to wrap around, I’ve used rope or thick twine, and yarn (or the likes – I’ve also used hemp for a larger sturdier project). I made a small basket like this:

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I also made a mat to go underneath the litter box that was just a large flat coil, so it doesn’t even have to be a “basket”. I guess kids learn this stuff in grade school and make pot holders, from my understanding. But I made a fancy pants basket that took far too long. It started somewhere around December 2008/January 2009. I wanted a rectangular shape, instead of a circle. So this is what the bottom ended up looking like:

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You can see I coiled around for a few rounds, then I went back and forth to get the shape I wanted. Then I started building up the sides.

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It’s hard to remember back that far, but I think I got the yarn on sale, intending to knit. And then discovered I’m not really awesome, currently, at knitting. I don’t like to waste things. Who does? So I “re-purposed” the yarn into this project. I like the color scheme, though. Then as I went up, I added some wooden beads. I just looped through with the yarn while I was looping around the twine.

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There’s a pretty big time gap here. After getting all the way up to that large round bead on the last coils towards the top, I began trying to think how I wanted to affix a handle or strap. I was going to create one out of similar colored embroidery floss, but it was taking forever. Eventually this project sat in my closet for years, so near completion, yet so far… It would make eventual to-do lists, but never the priority. Until I lost my job, then I pulled it out and decided to just make a lid and screw the handle.

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I did the lid as almost a reverse of the bottom. The base you start from the center and work outward. For the lid, I decided to work from the outside in to the the shape I wanted.

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Then, finally it was done. I don’t know where it’s going to go, or what purpose it serves. I don’t think I could even legitimately “sell” it, because it took me 5 years to make and I think the lid is kind of wonky. But I’m glad I finished something, anything, to feel like this “time off” wasn’t a waste of life. Next? Maybe the quilt of doom? Oh boys and girls, the future is unwritten.

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How do you memorize the intangible smell of your lover? The soft alkaline smell of another human’s skin. Arms that wrap all the way around you, and hold you tight. The sound of his heart like a drum, beating a cacophony for you. His smile makes you light up. And when you’re laying in bed, the sound of his voice in the other room is a comfort. I slept soundly on the first night. That’s not me, used to my space, alone, pinned between 2 cats. I didn’t even have any qualms about being held all night. In the morning I felt warm sunlight on my face and I knew that he was there.

This week is the first week without a safety net. The bottom has fallen out from underneath me. I’ve always been a creative person, but it’s never been my 9-5 income. Now I am without a “day job”. I feel like I have no direction at the moment.

But he says I have refuge. A safe place. When we’re together it’s a strange suspension in the time/space continuum. In the bubble it seems timeless. But the hours, in fact, fly by. When I am with him, my burden is lessened. And for that, I am infinitely thankful.

I’m fortunate. I am loved. I have a support network of friends who have reached out with comfort and concern. I can’t tell them enough how beautiful they all are. I can’t tell them how much I admire them, love them, and respect them.

So onward into the future, though I can’t see beyond the next couple days. More snow and cold is coming, if you listen to the news. But I know that I’ll be alright. I’ll survive.

Brain Dump…

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It’s quiet and I’m at home with the cats. There is a fridge full of food and beer, and liquor in the cabinet. I’m tired out after the weekend, and haven’t really been able to “catch up”. I’m trying. I’m trying to do all the bits, all the pieces. I wrote a proposal for an art show. Soon I’ll start getting a presentation ready on gaming for middle school kids. I’m trying to finish a basket/purse that I started years ago, and still trying to think how to finish it off. I’ve been spending time with someone that I really enjoy their company. They make me laugh. They are kind to me and I look forward to seeing where this could go. I’ve been cycling through the new nail polish I got for Christmas. I bought a bunch of nail wraps from a Jamberry party. I think I’m having one. It’s an online affair. You can’t actually just straight out buy them without being part of a party. It’s supposed to snow again, because it hasn’t snowed enough… I’m really going to try to go to bed early. I want to make dinner in the crock pot tomorrow. Maybe I’ll post some recent pictures soon. Thursday there is an Open Mic, Friday there will be a Philip Seymour Hoffman memorial watching of the Big Lebowski, and Saturday there is pudding wrestling. I made a follow up appointment for Renfield today. I had to discontinue this round of antibiotics towards the end, it was upsetting his stomach. I need to do laundry, clean my room, and do my chores. We are on the cusp of the busy time at the day job. Tomorrow will come too fast. It always comes too fast. I’m going to go prepare all the food for lunch and dinner for tomorrow before bed. 

And breathe….