Tuesday, September 13, 2005

No, Really, I'm Feeling Better

My one known faithful reader (other than my husband), leesepea, said:
One of my favorite movies is an independent film called "Kicking and Screaming." In it, Eric Stoltz, who I've always felt is quite dreamy, plays a bartender who has been in college for something like eight years (changing his major several times and not once earnind a degree), and he tells a recent graduate the following joke:

Q: How do you make God laugh?
A: Make a plan.

Now, I'm saying I'm of a religious mind, but it did make me laugh.

My point? Just breathe.

If you're not enjoying your crafting, it's time to work on something else. If it's causing you stress and physical pain, divert your attention for awhile.

Things will work out for themselves.
Very good point about the "making a plan" and "making God laugh" thing. I'm not religious, not in any conventional sense, anyway, but I've always assumed that plans were made to change, because no matter what you plan, reality changes on you. That's why it doesn't actually bother me that I had to change the plan. It only bothered me that what seemed like a good plan didn't work at all.

As to "work on something else" and "divert your attention". Not an option. Not crafting would actually be more painful to me. Crafting is that necessary to my being. If I'm not crafting, bury me, because I've surely died.

Keep in mind, I'm a woman who's living room is completely converted to a crafting studio. The only time we entertain is when my crafting friends come over to join me for our weekly craft circle, so it didn't make any sense to do this any other way in our small apartment. We don't have friends that we hang out and listen to music with while we drink wine and each cheese - that's not what we enjoy.

Five years ago, we had a car accident. My main injury was a crack in my right hip socket that left me in a wheelchair for a month, walking with a walker for another month, and with a cane for a while after that. But I could deal with that.

What I had the most trouble coping with was that my left thumb was dislocated, and took several weeks to recover well enough for me to do any crafting. I hate crocheting, but at some point I discovered that I could grip the work just well enough with my left hand to crochet, so I began working on crocheted squares for Warm Up America. It felt like heaven, even though I was working in a technique I don't like.

Imagine how it felt when I could hold knitting needles again. Or a piece of beadwork.

No, I got it all worked out - for now, at least. I have to have reasonable expectations for my crafting, that's all. Our mistake with the expectation that I would turn my crafting into a money-making endeavour is that we didn't set reasonable definitions of "success", "failure", or even "making good enough progress." Which left me uncertain that the way I was working on my crafts was achieving desirable results.

Crafting is something that will never, ever be out of my life. What I can change is what I expect from my crafting, and how we arrange our lives to let it happen. The good news is, I was self-aware enough to realize (finally) what was troubling me - and we're changing that.

Thanks for reading, leesepea. We're from very different walks of life, but your support means a lot. 8^)


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