Grateful for despite of…

I realize that I come from a position of privilege, and I’m grateful for that. Today though, I’m grateful for my obstacles and the examples of people who accomplish much despite of …

I’m grateful that I have a mind that lets me recognize things to be grateful for despite of the many times it spins to analyze hidden pitfalls of good things that happen.

I’m grateful to have a body that functions within suggested guidelines. I admire people who do so much despite the debilitating pain and fatigue they have every day.

I’m grateful that I didn’t have the challenges with my children which I saw other parents have with theirs. I’m grateful that my kids picked good friends.

I’m grateful for obstacles that turned into stepping stones.

#GiveThanks

Nobody in the future cares about today’s Pandemic…

On my Social media feeds today, I’m seeing pictures of a map with outbreak stats in alarming colors and the text accompanying it talks about how future generations are going to wonder about why people didn’t wear masks.

Umm, NO, future generations if they even know about this time won’t care any more than you cared about the anti-mask movement of 1918, the swimming pool and theatre closures of 1952 and the “don’t worry about it, only gay men get it” feelings of the 1980’s AID pandemic.

Social issues rarely get press time in textbooks unless they influence future policy.

Think about it for a second, anti-vaxxers today tell us that the vaccine for polio is a bigger threat than the disease. They tell us that the photos of people in iron lungs are faked and it’s all about Bill Gates trying to microchip the world.

When you went to nursing or medical school, did they talk about the overtaxed staff in the polio wards or how the medical system was overloaded during the Spanish flu pandemic so they would send people home to die?

Maybe there were family stories. To this day I have trouble with my Aunt’s anti-vax attitude since my grandmother would tell me how grateful she was that same Aunt and Uncle got the real vaccine in the polio trial. The invitation to participate came after my father survived a polio infection. And the family story is that he survived because of miraculous blessing.

Since history repeats itself, the things I’m more worried about right now is giving government control to regulate even more of my life because temporary orders get lifted but permanent laws take a long time to be repealed. (Google how long the government kept collecting the tax to pay back the debt of the Spanish American war).

I will follow my state and county orders to stay at home and I will wear a mask in public and after they have either a vaccine or a cure, I will have stories to get my progeny which they may or may not believe based on their friends and social media circles. I wonder though what historians will say about this time, will they remember the political upheaval? Will they remember the social distancing? Will they talk about how it was the start of the permanent divide or the catalyst that brought the world together? History is written by the victors who will be victorious and write how we are remembered?

For the first time in 30 years, I will not be a poll worker tomorrow.

During the Clinton era, I became a poll worker. I wanted to get involved in a neutral way to help with politics and helping people vote. For the last several elections, I’ve been a provisional judge. That means, if you aren’t in the register, I provide a way for you to cast a ballot that will be reviewed by the county clerk and determined if you were an eligible voter. If you were eligible your vote will be counted and if not, it will be discarded (Please, don’t ask how they do that on the computer when it’s supposed to be a secret ballot)

In 2016, every registered voter in Salt Lake County, UT was mailed a ballot and the thought was that the in person polling places weren’t going to be needed on Election Day. If you wanted to do in person voting, early voting was available so the county clerk figured that Election Day would be pretty slow.

Well, it wasn’t! I was on my feet for 14 hours and it was crazy. I barely got two chances to pee. I had no time for a lunch break and I about broke when I had 2 of the provisional voters tell me that they had been sent from another polling location because the provisional line had been too long.

I suggested to my poll location manager that we implement ADA guidelines for lines similar to those of Salt Lake FanX. We set up a seating area for those who didn’t have the ability to stand in line and gave the person who was in line ahead of them a name card to give to the line control person when they got to the front, the line control person would then call the name for the voter who was waiting in the seated area.

I processed over 300 provisional ballots and got called lots of names and explained the rules more than 300 times.

Two years ago, I was also a provisional judge and had a woman mark that she was not a US citizen but demand a ballot anyway (medical marijuana was on the ballot so it was as crazy as the presidential election). Thank goodness for the man with his new citizenship papers that told her since she’s been in the US since the mid-70’s she has no excuse for not going through the process to get her citizenship. After all, he did it. I’m so glad she left instead of demanding I give her a provisional ballot.

So tomorrow, I have some important meetings at work. I really don’t have the energy to put up with the abuse that will be levied at the poll workers tomorrow. I have put up with enough craziness in 2020, I did not need to set myself up for any more. I went and voted early (wasn’t going to take the chance on a signature not matching on a mail in ballot). During early voting, I questioned my decision but the more I think about it. It’s the best choice.

See you again at the polls in 2022, I’ll be behind the desk again.

It’s the end of June….

2020 is half over. How many are excited to see it end?

Wipocalypse 2020 Question is how are you doing on the goals you set for yourself at the beginning of the year?

How many of you feel like January was more than 6 months ago? How many feel like real life ended in March and you’ve been in either hibernation or a horror movie for the last 3 months?

I feel like I’ve been in hibernation. I went into quarantine with plans to stitch like crazy while on work from home meetings. It wasn’t 2 weeks in when my kids suggested that I get a switch lite to help with stress reduction. I told them I wasn’t stressed. My oldest son told me to sit down and explained that even if I thought I wasn’t stressed, this was the first time he’s ever seen me swear while trying to thread needles.

So I bought a Switch Lite and Animal Crossing New Horizons. I have a 5 star island and play daily which hasn’t helped my stitching time. I also haven’t done much writing or made a new floss tube video but I’ve been doing well at work and my team is amazing.

But for the last three months, I’ve been on auto drive. I’ve played video games and done not much else but work, eat food my amazing husband prepares. I’m up 10 pounds and I’m having problems with my hands and feet swelling and going numb while I sleep. It’s partially menopause, partially stress, partially not drinking enough water and eating too much salt, and sleeping in a way that impinges the ulnar nerve. It makes me not want to stitch much.

I started the year with goals to participate in WIPGO 2020, the purple peppermint Blackwork SAL and plans to finish several large WIPs this year.

As far as I’ve done on Purple Peppermint Blackwork SAL

I didn’t actually start the Purple Peppermint SAL in January but everyone’s work started looking so good, I couldn’t resist anymore and I started it and then I didn’t like the way it was looking and I stopped. I had forgotten that Blackwork works better worked from a diagonal, horizontal or vertical pattern. I know it will get better after I finish the first row and roll the fabric but for the moment, I’m having trouble motivating myself to work on it.

My first start of quarantine and what I work on when not gaming.

I thought it might help to have a project near my desk for when meetings got boring. Considering that I started it the end of March, it has some progress but not as much as it could have been.

The only thing finished during quarantine which isn’t a video game.

I did actually finish something though. This square was on my WIPGO list and I did actually complete it, looking at my chart I finished it May 6, 2020.

I have done at least a 1000 new stitches on this during the year.

My WIPGO board had 1000 stitches per square on this project. I did finish 1000 stitches on June 1, 2020 but I’m behind by 2 squares so it still needs 2000 stitches for me to be caught up. However, I look at it and I just can’t seem to motivate myself. In fact, in an attempt to motivate myself to stitch more, I started this Waxing Moon Designs.

My 2nd quarantine start

Here’s hoping that I can start waking up out of this hibernation and actually start getting things accomplished towards the goals that I set back in January. However, I’m not really planning on accomplishing much this year if it continues the way it has since March.

May started out so well…

The first week of May was amazing, graduations, a wedding, and a new GFB (Grand Fur Baby) but it went downhill from there.

May 12,2020 I was on a virtual stitching group when my sister phoned, I didn’t pick it up but then she called my husband – my family rarely calls in-laws so I knew it was important. She was calling to tell me my younger brother had passed while mountain biking with his son.

The coroner pronounced it a cardiovascular event not a bike accident and family emotions were high as the widow tried to hold a traditional funeral in times of social distancing. I gave the life sketch – a combination of reading the obituary and stories from his life. A better experience was the family only graveside service.

The other bad thing occurring in May is my hands are not just going numb but extremely painful. I’m thinking it’s related to the amount of gaming I’m doing and tension. It’s not carpal tunnel but it could be an ulnar entrapment or a neck or shoulder impingement. It makes it next to impossible to stitch but I’ve managed to put a few stitches into things.

Peppermint Blackwork SAL

However, I did this much on the Peppermint Blackwork SAL and decided that I’m not happy with the fabric or maybe it’s the thread choice. I’m trying to decide if I should stick with this fabric and change the thread colors or start over with the same threads but a different fabric. Would appreciate thoughts on it.

Magical Mystery Tour by Blackbird Designs

I did get some done on Magical Mystery Tour for DH – I’m taking the Blackbird Designs pieces and putting them on a single piece of fabric. this is Strawberry Fields and Octopus’s Garden.

Tony Minieri’s Stars for a New Millennium

I did get a full block done on Stars for a New Millennium. Some friends realized I needed some girl time and I’m occasionally doing virtual stitch time with them.

It was a busy weekend

It started Friday with virtual graduation.

https://www.sltrib.com/news/education/2020/05/02/these-university-utah/

And continued on Saturday with a wedding…

And Sunday we added a grand-furbaby.

Meet Gimli

And sometime over the weekend my husband dislocated his clavicle and is headed to the doctor today.

March Wipocalypse post

Question of the Month: Have you ever adopted a piece from someone else or gave up a piece to someone else? Which piece and why?

The world has changed and I have time to stitch and blog and hey, why not go back to the Wipocalypse?

So the question for this month is about adopting a WIP – I have several I’ve adopted when friends lost the ability or desire to stitch and I’ve given one to someone else to ghost stitch. This is Oh Christmas Tree that I’ve given to Carleen to stitch because I seem to be blocked when it comes to working on it.

As for pieces I’ve adopted, I actually have several in my current rotation that are adopted from Erica Gonzalez when she stopped stitching. Tempest is an adopted piece.

This is the first of Erica’s adopted pieces that I actually finished.

There are older adopted pieces from other sources that I’ve finished but I’m not willing to go search for any more pictures since it’s been years since I finished those. Most are because the original person stopped stitching and the patterns were on my want to stitch list.

I thought I had a picture of Erica’s Noah’s Sub in my wordpress gallery but I’m not finding it. That is the next new start in my rotation list but who knows when I will get to it. I keep saying I will finish 2 pieces before starting new things but I’ve started lots of new things without finishing anything. Like the Magical Mystery tour.

Now I’m off to update my planner because it hit me I don’t think I’ve put my last two starts into the spreadsheet.

A cleansing ritual between jobs.

Last April I started a job on the day my severance package ran out. The interview had been promising and I liked all the people I met. Two months in however I was frustrated and couldn’t put a finger on why.

The new boss turned out to be a micromanager and I always read disdain in his manner during our 1:1 conversations. My team had no cohesion and talked behind each other’s backs instead of to each other. I tried to avoid falling into the same pattern but found myself gossiping and in despair. I tried to work with the scrum master to help the team break the patterns I saw but he told me that was just the company culture and it would be too hard to break but he would be willing to try some experiments.

I started looking for other jobs. Then things started to get better and I stopped looking thinking maybe this could turn out alright. Then my boss blindsided me and told me the team was complaining about me and he didn’t think I could recover their confidence. He told me my main job duty was to find a new job. And I found one.

It was so nice to write that resignation letter. I kept it to one sentence. Thank you for the experience of working here, my last day is March 6.

So I start the new job on Monday and I knew I needed something to detoxify from the old situation. I called around to a few spas and found a Saturday appointment for an ultimate body cleanse. It sounded perfect and it was.

I was encouraged to arrive an hour early to spend time in the steam room and sauna. Which I did. The steam room did my lungs a world of good.

Following that pretreatment, I spent 10 minutes in a warm, heavy robe in the meditation room and was escorted to a Vichy shower room by my therapist. In the shower room I laid on a terry covered table and warm water sprayed down while the therapist worked an exfoliating scrub over my skin. She cleaned off the calluses on my feet and ended the treatment in the Vichy room by washing my hair. I love having my hair washed. From there we moved to a regular massage room where I had a deep tissue massage and mini-facial. The pedicure part was finished with a hot foot wrap.

Today I still feel amazing. My skin is soft and everything moves without any stiffness and soreness. She found so many places where I had been holding tension. My jaw, my neck, my hands, my low back and hips, everything is working again and it was the perfect transition.

I’m ready to take on the world and a new team.

Found my word for 2020

Why did I stop ending my day by reading Og Mandino’s scroll 7? Listening to it today, I nearly cried. I so needed to hear the message of laughing at the world all last year. This year, I will laugh at the world. Humans have the ability to laugh, no other animal can truly laugh. In 10 years, will any of what happened today still sadden me? Okay, I’m still a bit ticked that I spent New Year’s Eve 1999 by myself at the office (Thank you Y2K) but I came home to a house I had been in for 6 months and it’s still wonderful. This past year, I started not knowing how long we could keep the house if I didn’t find a new job. I start this new year, knowing that I need to find a new job. Either a new role in the same company or a new role in a new company. This year though, I know I have the ability to keep the house for at least a year if I don’t find something new soon. This is my year. I will be better than ever before, I will sell more than ever before, I will conquer and help more people than ever before. Last year my word for the year was connection and I did better with it than I would have without it.
I haven’t selected a new word for this year but the word that has been coming to mind more and more is FOCUS.
This year I will have FOCUS, I will focus on my family. I will have focus on a new role. I will have focus on my hobbies and completing works in progress. I will FOCUS on the important and avoid the distractions the enemy puts in my way.

FOCUS

Focus on the needs of others. Focus on what needs to be done and Focus on what needs to be eliminated.

Diverting myself

Yesterday I passed my test for my AWS Cloud practitioner certification. It was a cause for celebration but it was not a healthy study pattern. I started the AWS course in August and delayed and delayed. It wasn’t until I realized I wasn’t going to make my goal to finish it before year end.

Around Thanksgiving when I realized I was out of time, I booked the last time available in the year for the test. That gave me 3 weeks to study. I did a bit of haphazard work until a week before the test. Then I crammed for 4 days. I was sure I was going fail and had a backup plan. I was cramming on my way to the test center. The test doesn’t give me a score, it just says I passed. And I got my logos by email.

So I can officially use these logos on resumes and websites about me.

But this wasn’t a healthy way to get the certification. And as I look around at other things in my life, I wonder what happened to my healthy habits? When did I start hanging out with my buddy procrastination? Why does my phone see my face more often than my family?

It seems that I have a lot to work on this new year. I expect a lot of comments about 2020 being a year of clarifying vision. As much as that makes me cringe, it may not be a bad thing to have FOCUS as a theme for next year.

My word for 2019 was connection and I can see places where I failed but I can also see where I have moved forward from last year.  This year also gave me a lot to think about and taught me how easily I have let others manipulate me. I’m getting help for it and there are behavior changes I need to make. What are your plans for the new year? Do you have a habit of evaluating your year and planning out the next one?