I love the philosophical side of starting a new year. Blank slate, new list of things to tackle, the holidays usually give me a little breather from my normal schedule to get a few things that have gotten out of hand (uh, dishes and laundry) back under control. A new year full of new possibilities.
For example, the possibility that three days into the new year I’ll drop my phone (which has been sans-case since it got covered in honey during honey-harvest) and the screen will shatter to the point that the phone no longer works. And then the car won’t start, and even though I have all kinds of AAA and roadside assistance (which, let’s be honest, I never use) I couldn’t use it even if I wanted to with a broken phone.
Sometimes I feel like the Universe is looking me dead in the eye and daring me to be a fucking whiner.
But hey, hey, 2016… listen up. I’m the girl who folds little origami cranes out of all the difficult shit I do, and then hangs them over my desk just so I don’t forget that sometimes I’m a badass.
Yeah. You aren’t going to get me down with a broken phone and broken car.
I mean, okay, my method of “fixing” the car mostly consisted of idle threats and then whispered prayers with my forehead pressed against the steering wheel while I continually turned the key in the ignition… but it worked.
And then it turned out one of my coworkers randomly had a replacement screen for an iPhone in her car that she didn’t need (of course she did), so I took 30 minutes and fixed my phone myself.
Or, well, I was winning, until I dropped my work computer and broke that screen as well, which, as it turns out, I can’t fix myself.
(Apparently you can’t win ’em all.)
Still, you may notice that while I reset my annual list around the New Year, technically it doesn’t start until spring…
On the farm it feels like a new year starts in spring, and so January and February are basically… purgatory. I mean the holidays are over, it’s officially cold and dark out with no cheery Christmas lights to make you feel better about the fact that it’s cold and dark out. February is fast approaching, and anyone who has ever suffered from Seasonal Affective Disorder knows that shit gets real in February.
In my heart of hearts I’m just waiting until it’s warm enough out to build a greenhouse in the garden. But, until then, I decided to get some “straggler” projects done in the house. You know, things I’ve been saying I’m going to do for, uh, at least a year.
Those are some prints from coco de Paris that I bought (along with some frames from Hobby Lobby) a year ago. They’ve been sitting on a table in my entryway ever since. That is, until last week when I decided to finally check this project off my list. Oh, and also slice my hand open with a chisel…
I’m just going to start a hashtag right now for all of the shit I can already tell is going to happen this year. #because2016
But the slightly bloody hand was totally worth it, because look at how fun these are…
Slowly but surely my house is starting to look like a house and not a construction zone. In at least one of the rooms, I guess.
One thing I’m bound-and-effing-determined to have done before 2017 (and really, before March would be awesome) is the upstairs bathroom. In fact, I got home Saturday evening and decided I was going to get the damn tile board down before I went to bed…
Ah. Which, instead, two hours later, had resulted in me demoing the floor yet again…
Guys. 150 year old house. Dealing with leveling that floor is going to take a whole lot of patience I don’t possess, so… we’ll come back to that.
In the meantime I’ve got two more weekends to finish up any lingering projects, and then the film crew will be back and we’ll be making some more videos of stuff around the farm. First up will be building some locker-style storage in the mudroom.
I can’t wait to have cameras on me while I try to build some shit on the fly, because if the last week is any indication it will be… challenging. But it’s all good 2016. I like a challenge.