Busy, busy, busy!!

So we've been hard at work the last couple days just trying to get finished all the work that needs to be done in our kitchen. It's completely done, except for the final wall, which is the one behind the sink and stove, and the floor. Unfortunately, we need to completely re-run the plumbing and drain, and re-route some electrical for the dishwasher. This is slightly scaring us, because at 5 days until install, that adds a lot of work, and after that, we still have to prime, paint and lay the floor.

Stress for me is a little bit of a killer, I don't handle it very well at all... I have barely eaten in days. I force it on myself, but the desire just isn't there. But at this point I'm just trying to trust in J that he will get it finished. It's way more fun now too because I obviously no longer have a kitchen sink, so I'm washing all our dishes in the bathtub. (Great fun!)



On top of that, I'm so tired of looking at the Pegasus picture that I'm working on it incessantly during the hours we're not working on the kitchen. Tonight is no exception, I'm hard at work, even now working on it, trying to finish off the background and body of the Pegasus. I have other pictures I want to work on, and it's killing me to keep having to work on this one. I have a gift to make for a friend, a gift for another friend that I need done by March, and since it's been so cold, an afghan that's sat on the backburner (another UFO) for years now taken from some Stoney Creek Magazines from 1994. (Yes, I have patterns dating back to when I was 13... do you have a point? I have been stitching since I was 8.) The lower two pictures have already been done, and there is a third, a possum in progress. And of course, there`s my designs to consider as well, designs that I still need to work on. So many patterns, never enough time.


Image 1 from the Afghan

Image 2 from the Afghan

Still, that doesn`t mean there`s no time for other more pleasant pursuits. I`m an avid movie watcher. I love movies. And I mean, that, I adore them. I have a very large movie collection. It`s not huge, but that`s because I`m pretty discerning.



I love epics, like LOTR, Star Wars, etc. I like movies about serial killers, like "From Hell" or "Silence of the Lambs". I like the occasional romantic comedy, but it's not my usual go-to for movies. But I do have to admit that I love the tales from the past. Remember I mentioned in a previous post how I adore anything medieval? Tonight's choice is "Troy". Not only is filled with plenty of male eye-candy in armor, and most of them have long hair (one of my top priorities for a male, one who can pull off long hair and still look like a man.) But it dates back to a time when men were men, they were built the way they were built because their bodies were built for war, trained from childhood for hand-to-hand combat. And a time where, although women were property, they were cherished and treasured for their beauty and feminine skills. Lol, in those times, my talents with needlework and ability to sing would have made me an accomplished mate for a husband. I probably would have been too outspoken for decency though. ;)

I have to admit, that my favourite actor in this movie, is not Brad Pitt, although I have to admit I do think the man is gorgeous, even now.. I don't even like the story of Helen and Paris, no, my favourite character in this movie is Hector for the way he treats his wife. He adores her. He is loyal to her in a time where cheating wasn't even considered cheating unless it was the woman doing it. He actually loves her and his son with all his heart and it's tragic the way he is killed. My heart breaks for his wife who adores him too, when she is forced to watch him die. In my wildest fantasies, I wonder what that would be like, to know that your mate is forced to go off to war and may never come home. It gives me a profound respect for the mates of modern-day soldiers who have to make that kind of sacrifice, and know that kind of feeling. I couldn't imagine how I'd feel if one day J never came home... It's not something I've ever really allowed myself to think about.

But still, it's nice sometimes to escape to another world, to a simpler time where I would miss showers and toilets and electricity, but romanticism and valor and honor were king. Lives were shorter back then, but I think people lived with more passion, with more joie de vivre than anyone nowadays because they knew they had less time to enjoy it.