Those were the craziest 3 weeks ever! Thank God they are over!
Work was uber nuts but, thankfully, I am getting good praises, which means good performance at the end of the year, which will turn into mo' mulah via raise.
However, it means that I have not had much of a life outside of work. As a consequence, I'm way behind with my damn sewing. I tried searching online for a ready-made period Renaissance dress... well, they are either waaaaaaaaaay too expensive or they have major flaws. Anyway, for most of them, I would have needed to order way before. Oh well. I did not have time to think about decorations for that dress up until now and, as I was looking at some Tudor paintings, I noticed that a certain painting of Elizabeth when she was 13 had a similar red fabric as what I will be using... so, in terms of decorations and embellishments, I will use that as a model! Woohoo!
While work was still crazy, I had to organize the dancing portion of an SCA event. The event has come and gone and I won't go into details but the most important objective was met: people had fun!
I was so focused on work, on sewing that farthingale that took much longer than anticipated, and on planning that dancing portion of the event, that I feel really out of touch with my belly dancing. Now because sewing is so behind, I will not have much time to dance... however, I will try to force myself into dancing and forgetting the sewing part if only for a few minutes! It will most likely help my sewing, actually.
So, I'm back, I read the tribes and everything seems foreign. Worst part is that I see people progressing on their projects or dicsussing their next one and it's a weird feeling because I know that I won't be able to work on anything belly dancing for a while... so it's like I'm not letting myself become too excited because I won't be able to do it just yet.
It used to be that my days were filled with belly dancing projects and day dreaming about moves and dancing and outfits and that is gone... and I miss that. I need my flame back! It's there somewhere, I know it! It's just most likely buried in tiredness and in stress over this silly Tudor garb (although, if I pull it off, it's going to be nifty!). *sigh* If only the SCA group here had not volunteered to go authentic for the faire! I could have been a wench! lol
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