Thursday, December 8, 2022

Dear diary

An AI- generated digital portrait of Maria. On a vividly colored radially glowing background is a front facing woman with dark hair tied back. She is wearing black rimmed glasses and headphones, eyes are green and lips are deep raspberry color. The expression is neutral and she is looking straight at us.



 

Since making that little entry yesterday, I've kept wanting to come back. It's like I've rediscovered an old friend and I'm eager to reconnect.

Since my life in the now and in previous few years has been simultaneously a lot yet very bland and small, I don't really know where to begin or what to say.

I guess I'll zoom in on the very day I'm writing this, it's a rather typical one.

Woke up to the sound of Urmet's alarm, around 7:15-ish. 

I had experienced a vivid emotional and dramatic dream about falling in love and spending unbelievably warm tender cuddle time with a guy who has left an impression on me recently IRL. I was still married to Urmet in my dream and was found out and confronted about it first by Urmet and then shamed by my mom and grandmother. Ergh. But I was still thankful for having the dream because this very deep loving intimacy of just being next to someone you have freshly fallen in deep love with is an amazing feeling. And since I was already guilted enough about it in my dream I didn't really have to feel guilty and confused about it after waking :D  Also the guy isn't like an actual acquaintance or anything so I wont need to look him in the face any time soon or ever.

I gently hugged and nudged Urmet, who seemed to peacefully sleep, to make him wake up. He did eventually and left me alone in the dark bedroom to listen to him and Roora get ready for office and kindergarten. 

All sorts of intertwined thoughts came marching over me as usual, involving the dream, the day ahead, and a potpourri of typical anxious thought patterns about myself and my past. I hugged the pillow, trying to catch some shuteye but as soon as the family was out the door I gave up, got dressed and made my first cup of black coffee with golden spice mix and sat behind my computer desk.

After a while I decided to buy myself a fresh canvas from Snitty art supply store for my new painting idea featured in the last post. Also wanted to get a few of these cute cartoon fly agaric patches I saw in the fabric shop near me. Though that maybe I could sew a few elf hats for the upcoming Ajuokse underground art fair, upcycled out of old red hoodie sleeves or something and add these mushroom patches on them. Could be fun? But I was more excited about starting work on my new painting. Also had received a text message that my package with some warm leggings had arrived to the nearest omniva station.

Painted my lip bright red, rolled a cigarette, put on my black polyester molefur coat and earphones and dredged through snowy streets to get my errands done. I got the package, a few tubes of paint and the patches. The art shop didn't have the exact canvas I needed at that moment but it will be there for me tomorrow at 10 am.

At home I cut up some red sleeves from my stash of already cut up second hand jersey sweaters I previously used for beanie hat making (they were pretty much all sleeves by this moment anyway) and tried to get my serger to work once again. And I failed. I needed Urmet to look at it but he was at the office and his day was supposed to be a busy one. The time was past 12:30 by then, which meant my lunchtime was approaching, my first and very important meal of the day.

Heated up some bacon buckwheat Urmet had made for last night's supper, added a cheese and avocado toast and watched some content off of youtube. Time for another spiced coffee, with milk.

After coffee, as I was unable to get the sewing going I started to sort out Võlukunst's art garb for the fair. While I was busy with that, I heard that someone was calling me on facebook. "Mom!" I thought. Time for a weekly chat! I quickly poured out the last of the wine I was drinking last night and got comfortable at the desk to discover, it was Maila asking about my art calendars.  ..Oh.

Well then I guess I'll take a break and resume the sorting later, most of it is done anyway. So yeah. I browsed around a bit and then decided to come have a chat with the blog. And here we are.

It's almost 16:30 now. I should get another coffee going, have a smoke and finish up the sorting and get some cleaning done before the family arrives around 18:00. Then maybe Urmet will be able to fix my serger before going shopping dinner for tonight. While he shops and cooks, I'll try my best to crank out some hats, even though it's already dark and .. maybe I'll do better at this tomorrow with a fresh head. Gotta do my daily yoga aswell, I'll be too lazy to do it after dinner since I'll probably drink some beer/wine with the dinner aswell. Yeah. Maybe one hat and then some yoga and hot shower before dinner. That sounds good. ok.


So yeah, that's a typical day right here. It was actually somewhat nice to type it out for some reason.

Thanks, blög.



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