I feel thin. Sort of stretched, like butter scraped over too much bread.
Leave it to me to use Tolkien and a robot in the same post, but both of these things describe how I’ve been feeling lately. Stressed. Rushed. Mechanical. Floating through the world without being engaged in it. It’s certainly been the hardest year of my life, and I have a terrible sneaking suspicion that 2010 isn’t done with me yet. For these reasons and many more, ICE is going to be the last show that I do for quite a time. Considering that everything craft-selling based comes to a screeching halt about a week before Christmas, I’m not exactly making a huge leap here. Most crafty types have a break coming up, but mine is likely to expand in to spring and perhaps all the way to fall 2011. I need to recharge and participate in events without being responsible for them.
One very basic and concrete example is food. I’ve been gaining weight, choosing the easiest instead of the best meal, and I can’t think of the last time I wanted to cook something because it sounded delicious. All my food is easy, almost none of it is awesome. How nice would it be to sit around, think about what I’d really like to make, and spend a couple hours really putting something together? Pretty nice, I tell you what.
I’ll still do any custom orders that come my way, and I’m sure there will be one-offs that come up. I’ve got a plan to make some holiday cards to send out this year, and there’s a metal smithing studio out in Marietta that offers classes that I’d love to take. I’m pretty sure no one reads this blog, but I needed to say it out loud somewhere. Crafty Liz isn’t dead, she’s just hibernating and waiting to wake up with new ideas.