It’s been kind of an off day (though I have been having more of those than usual, recently)…though it got better when I stopped even trying to concentrate.
I lay down around 7 PM last night, fell asleep, then my alarm went off at 9 PM (medication time). I got up at 10:30 PM, took medication, then couldn’t fall back asleep until at least 1-2 AM. Then someone woke me in the morning to let me know they were leaving, and I fell back asleep. I got out of bed exactly 12 hours from the time I lay down the second — no, third time (I got up and ate something at around 1 AM). So I was out of bed at about 1:30 PM. Then I tried to read again and found the cataloging textbook to be so incredibly boring (it’s an instruction manual more than a textbook) that I went back to bed…(it doesn’t help that the Cataloging professor still hasn’t let me know if I’m reading the correct chapter).
After people returned home, I got out of bed and started studying someplace which was not my bedroom…still couldn’t concentrate. Watched one and a half episodes of African history, during which time I decided just to stop trying to concentrate, and started in on beadwork (which is what I actually wanted to be doing). I have a photo of how far I’ve gotten, tonight (note that the ladder-stitched sections that trail off the right side of the photo are nearly long enough for my wrist, in themselves):
I cannot totally claim credit for this design; it was inspired by projects in a book of M’s: Beaded collars, by Julia Pretl. Though I found the collar patterns in that book to be a bit large for my taste, the basic idea of rows of ladder stitch joined with netting, and using picots on the turns, comes from that book. However, as I’ve mentioned, these rows of ladder stitch aren’t joined by netting, but rather peyote stitch. (The joining rows are so short that it disallows netting.)
The entire thing is also rather small — something that doesn’t quite show up, here, except in the relative enormity of the weave in the tablecloth. The entire thing is narrower than the diameter of a quarter, I think. The copper-colored glass bugle beads are less than ¼” long each (I think they are Size 1), with most of the other beads being Japanese size 15ºs. The larger beads are Japanese size 11ºs, which are still pretty small.
I still have trouble deciding which beads to use in combination; the matte 11ºs are “raku”, a relatively expensive finish. On the other hand, the teal fringe beads are colorlined (that is, there is a color lining the holes), and as such are prone to fading on exposure to the elements (particularly, I am guessing, light). However, the beads don’t tie together as well when I use my teal silverlined 15ºs. This is a bracelet which is made to go with another one which I haven’t made, yet…same color palette, but different color placement.
I wish I could tell you the thread path I was using to get the little peyote joins lined up and also the edge picots (I’m using double needles, which is as much as I can coherently say)…but the thread path is so complicated and haphazard that I don’t think I could give directions for it, at this time.
And…I’m either really tired or really low-energy, right now; I can’t think really well. I’m probably just in a depression.
What I can say is that I averted a minor disaster by taking the time to untangle at least two or three large snarls (which required close work with needles and awl)…and have remembered the trick of storing presently unused needles in my clothing (pant leg, shirt), to avoid the lines of thread being tangled.
I don’t know how long this episode is going to last. I’m not even sure I’m cut out for Master’s work in this field (right; for those of you new to this blog, I’m studying Library and Information Science)…I mean, I’m 35; I should be moving ahead in the job market rather than in grad school, I feel like. But I only have a limited amount of years in which I’ll have the luxury of being able to do grad school and still have help from parents.
Which, then, calls in the mortality bit, and maybe I should stop thinking about that, right now. I’d make an appointment with Psych, but I’m fairly certain all they’re going to tell me is to increase my medication and eat well and sleep…and the medication is sedating (and causes weight gain), so it’s like either sleep 14+ hours a day from the depression or sleep 16+ hours a day from the medications.
It wouldn’t be so bad, but I have deadlines to meet…and I hate having to actually use accommodations…