bloody joy

So I'm definitely going up to Kotare for a craft for social justice weekend next week. Yahoo! And that is going to be my kick in the butt for getting my crochet zine done. And also to spend some time thinking about where I want my life and craft to be going this year.

I finally feel like I'm in control of my crafting in that I feel like I have some measure of skill and can craft. Which is a good position to be in for me! Over the past year I've made lots of stuff for people I like and have managed to be reasonably sustainable both in terms of money as well as energy. Now I think it's time to push my comfort zone a bit more. Perhaps see if there is much energy for a fiber militia and if there isn't, maybe do some all by me lonesome.

Over the next few days I'm going to have to do quite a bit of writing for my thesis. And I'm bleeding. Bloody well wonderful. No doubt I will rant about that another time. For now suffice to say that the hot water bottle is my friend and all the world of people my foes. Not feeling quite in control of either my body or my brain, but working on it.