I should really work on my titles.
I had a good weekend and feeling like telling someone without imposing on them – good ol’ blog. You people read this because you like me, right? And are at least mildly interested in how I spend my weekends?
On Saturday, I got up kind of early (8:30 or so). One of my coworkers is a seller on eBay and Etsy and even has a couple of booths. She and a few of her friends were cleaning out some of their stockpiles to make way for new inventory, so Mar and I went to her home in Fairview to peruse the selection. I came away with 2 old wooden window frames (sans the glass), a beautiful green stoneware pitcher, a mirror tray, a couple of pretty blue bottles, and BEST OF ALL a doll.
Let me tell you about the doll. I don’t normally bat an eye at them, but this one is SO COOL. It has spent the last several decades in a suitcase in some lady’s attic, and came out only after the lady died. She was something like 90 years old, and had this doll since her childhood. She was apparently married twice but didn’t have children from either marriage, and I would really love to hear why she held onto this doll for so long (but oh well). It’s a very large doll (think Big Baby size, if that means anything to you…Mom and L). The head doesn’t seem to have been attached to the body in a long time. The skin-colored coating on her head/arms/legs is peeling very badly and gone in some places, which gives in an extra level of creepy. The eyes are VERY creepy. Here’s a picture.
I went to Michael’s yesterday hoping to find a bell jar, but all they had was this jar. I pulled out some of the stuffing from the body to rest the head on. It’s in the Library with my other creepy paraphernalia. Heh heh.
Anyway. After Fairview, I took Ryan and the kids to the Elves’ Faire (a fundraiser for a school, but it was enjoyable). After that, met Katie for drinks…and then went home.
Yesterday was also a good day. I forgot how much I adore autumn; the leaves and temperature and sunlight do me so much good. I got up and took a long walk yesterday morning, then after I got back home I started cleaning the house. I still need to actually wash dishes, but everything else is clean and lovely. My house is so pretty.
Unfortunately, I have to start working. But I’m very pleased with my level of productivity this weekend and my overall mood. This morning I woke up sad about Matt again (I assume I had dreamed about him but had forgotten by the time I woke up), but these morning walks have been proving to be very helpful. Even if I’m still sad after I get back, at least I feel productive and like I CAN DO STUFF. It’s the little things.