Stuff lemonade making. That whole turn your frown upside down bullshite. I'm about ready to shoot the wireless router so my IT Guy will stop being the IT Guy and go back to being my guy. Every. fucking. night. this. week. Tweak this, install that, move that. It is nice typing in bed now but seriously I am not so lazy that I can't get up and type on the couch.
And now I read that Charlotte's mother just died of lung cancer today. My love is outside having a cigarette right now and it breaks my heart to think I could lose him that way. I went through it with my grandfather when I was 13, we lived with my grandparents at the time, and I never want to lose the love of my life that way. My mother smokes too and I can say from repeated nagging of them both that a smoker will find any excuse not to give up. Either that or just tell you to piss off when you try to make them quit.
I'm making a bag. I resisted for ages cos I have made bags for sale before and I got totally bagged out but I finally decided theres only so many artsy clutches I can make. Originally it looked exactly like the Charming Handbag from Bend-the-rules Sewing. It now looks nothing like it. It is turning into the very essence of the reason why I am obviously still bagged out. Cos I suck at them. Clutches, not a problem. Toys, trays, easy peasy. Might even try a zipper pouch soon (yeah right). But bags? Plain, ordinary, tote/messenger/hand bags I simply cannot do. And it's all making for a very long day. Oh yeah, and my 43 yr old ex is dating a 19 yr old. Dirty old man. Pfffft.
I will be a lot happier tomorrow. I just needed to get a few things off my chest.