Something Different

Hubby has been out of town for store meetings this week, so I have been on my own.
I really hate being alone here...  In an attempt to entertain myself, I have been crafting again.

A few years ago, my daughter made me a beautiful hand made journal - I have been at odds with what to do with it.  I thought I might use it to display my favorite blog posts (since I know none of my kids will read it until I'm dead - excluding Brad & Lib, that is...)  And I did start doing that, but it just wasn't working for me - it didn't seem like an appropriate use for such a nice volume.

This week, I finally figured it out - I'm going to use it as an art journal.  For some reason, I have been fascinated with mixed media stuff lately.  It just looks so fun!  It's messy and it's unpredictable, and totally opposite of everything I've ever tried to do...

Monday, I tried my first piece -

Ok, so it's not quite as freestyle as most art of this kind - but I'm a realist - it's going to take time for me to let go of that...  Meanwhile, it was fun and I think a good way to preserve some of my favorite quotes.  I'm going to title it - Words to Live By, and will incorporate some of that paper and other scrapbook stuff I've been hoarding all these years...

That first quote - Live by faith, not by fear has been the challenge of my life.  Faith is a hard thing to learn when your entire life has been governed by fear.  I'm still working on it.

Next - last year I made a little trinket box for my oldest daughter out of papier mache - it was fairy themed and lots of fun - so this week I started one for my youngest daughter.  Hers will be a steampunk themed one.

I'll add some metal gears and embellishments, as soon as I can locate them in that messy craft room of mine...

Lastly, they are doing secret sisters in my ward again this month.  I wasn't going to play, but succumbed at the last minute.  I don't know the lady I picked, so I'm having to solicit help to get her gift to her, but what the heck.  I won't be here that much longer, (knock wood,) and I want to make some kind of mark on the place, no matter how small...

This little token was so easy and really inexpensive to make - the costliest part was the candy! I think I'll be doing lots more of these in the future...

I can not get warm today, so I'm going outside in the sunshine to read my cozy mystery...

Ta ta!

Haunted...

Was visited in my dreams last night by folks from my past - first, my daddy, who was in a hospital in SLC, and me and a few other family members went to visit him.  (I had left in such a hurry, I was still in my nightgown.)  All the times we visited, he never woke up.  They last time, when we got to the door, the other family members turned and ran back to the car, so I had to go in on my own...

All the while I was there, I was worried about running into an old ex (who currently lives in SLC, and is a multi-millionaire in real life.)

Dreams can be so telling - right now I'm missing my past.  Not only the people in it, but the carefree life of not having to worry about things like poor health and money (or the lack of it.)  Even though I know that ex and I would not have worked - there are times that I wonder what it would be like to have a life free from the worries of money.

Got all kinds of bad news yesterday - Hubby was told by his bosses that there won't be any place in Utah for him any time soon, unless he want's to relocate to Layton.  It was a blow because we were both counting on moving back home this year.  He applied for a couple of other jobs while we were home last weekend, but his age is a big strike against him...

Also, the land-lords at the place where we are living got some kind of new software to run the company, which requires surprise inspections.  I feel like they are trying to get rid of us, and that this is just another move in that direction.  Just more pressure and more to worry about...

Poverty is not fun.  I want to go home.  :-(

Amen.  But right now I just want to go cry for my daddy.