So I have a lot of friends with infants and a fair few who are pregnant. One of the expectant mothers, who has not announced it publicly yet, is a serious Whovian.
If you don’t know what that means, please… just go away.
The fact that she’s only about 9 weeks along means that I would probably have time to do a seriously awesome gift that I know she would appreciate – especially given that I happen to know *cough* that she won’t be getting one of the Doctor Who themed engagement rings she’s been coveting (and I feel really bad for her boyfriend, he’s had a plan to pop the question for MONTHS and now when he does it so many people will assume it’s because of the baby) – but it’s going to be a lot of work and a LOT of yarn and I might just have one of my friends who makes baby stuff make things for her instead…
Whatever, here’s what I’m considering making for her: a TARDIS afghan!
I had to do up 6 months worth of financial records, and I’m going to try to keep up with that.
^ That is the WTF part.
I’m terrible with that kind of stuff. The only reason I can balance my checkbook is that I have no checkbook! I don’t even have credit cards (anymore) so all I need to keep track of is on my online banking and Paypal account. I get email reminders (that send me alerts on my phone) to pay rent, electricity and cable while everything else just sends an email to let me know they took the money already. I barely have to think.
None of that lends itself to responsible spending or, dare I say it? “Saving.”
Oh, oh my. I think I just jizzed in my pants.
Anyway, since my boyfriend is being turned into an accountant I figure I should get my shit together at least a little before he grows up enough to judge me. Also… if he’s going to be an accountant when he grows up (23 now, I’ve been sewing since he was in diapers) then at least I’ll have someone to help me keep my shit together, right? I just have to get it together in the first place or I’m gonna feel like one of those stupid bitches that can’t do anything without a man’s help. >_<
The way I’m figuring it, I’d like to someday have a brick-and-mortar shop. Just a little one. Just my own stuff and maybe some local indie designers but I don’t want a co-op. That’s for dirty hippies.
Anyway, I don’t think I’ve done my sales tax stuff for a few months and in Sept I actually sold things to a person in AZ (almost never happens, which means I almost never need to collect and hand over sales tax) so I should really get that done. Tonight, hopefully. After all, I’ve got all the records!
I have worked with beads and wire.
I used to make beaded crowns.
I know full well how long this must have taken.
I know that the strap is ugly and doesn’t match.
I think that there are beads in places there shouldn’t be.
I notice places where the work looks sloppy.
I think that $286.85 USD is entirely too much to pay for something like this.
I do, however, applaud the sellers for not underpricing. And wish they’d do more of this type of work. That shit is worth the $750.
Look, I’m a pagan. A dancing naked in the moonlight, candle and incense burning, essential oil wearing believer in the divinity in and of nature itself.
I think this shit is over the top.
Do you remember Chairy? This is Chairy’s Nana.