Life post-graduation has been antagonizing. I am thrown between utter fascination of things and ideas and the potential for creativity and then whipped back into a sleepy, glass-eyed stupor consisting of aged iced tea and watching The Cosby Show on Hulu. I've had trouble sleeping at night, regardless of an imposed bedtime of 10 o'clock or waiting until my eyes won't stay open, which is typically around 12:30. The moment I get comfortable and my husband begins to snore I am either struck by a thought that won't be tamed or the upstairs neighbors begin playing a video game with large explosions. Hubby sleeps through them. I am not capable of such blissful ignorance. But of course, if I wanted to take a nap during the day, no problem! Except that then I get a horrible post-nap headache especially on days like this one with atmosphere the density of fog on Mt. Everest but hot as a deep African jungle.
And I know what you're all thinking. Or, at least, what my mother is thinking! I should get a job. Lord knows I try to. I have made myself a beautiful resume and I have advertised myself on three websites (not including FB). Most of the time I don't get replies at all, and sometimes I get an immediate reply, but usually the person says, "Oh, I just found someone to tutor my daughter for free. But I'll send your name along!"
But I don't want to write about job searching or my reasoning behind not looking for burger-flipping jobs (maybe some other time. sorry, folks.) and I definitely don't want to talk about my frustration with the people who look for babysitters and tutors. What I DO want to explain is that somewhere in the midst all this frustration is a beautiful thing called art.
I mentioned in my last post, a whole three weeks ago, that I've been doing a lot of painting. I painted a dresser and a bookshelf. I fixed another bookshelf. I've made quite a few other things as well, and due to a recent trip to the North Shore Unitarian Church in Deerfield, where I picked up a few free items, I now have a mountain of ideas and things to mess with. But I want to do something more constructive with them than just put pictures up here.
I'd like to start a craft blog. I tried this on here once before and while it seemed like a good idea at first, I certainly had no idea what I was doing. I look back at that post, which I put up in December, and I roll my eyes at myself and I cringe and feel like my very own most annoying friend who is that crazy but inept Pinterest lady. I know that many of you ladies out there have meandered (or scoured) your way through Pinterest, so you've seen the sort of blogs I'm talking about. With that in mind, I want to ask a few questions, if you'll kindly respond in the comments below.
1. What features of craft/DIY blogs do you like the best?
2. What are two or three of your favorite craft/DIY blogs?
3. What about these sort of blogs frustrates/irritates you?
4. I can't think of a good name for my craft blog. Any ideas?
So pass this on to your friends, because I'm very interested in the responses! These sorts of blogs are everywhere these days so I'm really curious to see what "the people" actually think about them.