It begins always with the argument that, "I better put this away in a nice safe place". Always. And then I put away the treasured object and, in due course, lose it.
I've lost my fair entry ornament. My sweet little blackwork cat that I finished on Christmas Eve. I could kick myself. I've looked everywhere. I tore apart my sewing room. And when I mean tore apart, I mean that I tore it apart. I have been through every tote bag I own, every bag of floss and fabric. I tore apart the closet, getting hit in the head with a bucket I bought to put a finish in. I am surprised SO didn't wake up when I started cursing once the stars went away. And it's not there. And I don't know about y'all, but I consider it to be adding insult to injury that I found everything I needed to finish the ornament, but not the flippin' ornament. I know I didn't take it out of that room, but it's lost in the vortex. And my room looks like a den of iniquity; I must clean it up tonight. And get the rest of the catch-all crap out of there.
SO was of the opinion I should keep looking for it, but I looked at him funny. He knows that look. I can not find it. I am wasting valuable time looking for it. I risk being hit in the head again, and that will not do. So, I dragged all my JCS ornament issues into the bedroom, and started looking. He asked me to let him pick one. That seemed like a heckuvan idea, so I handed him the stack, admonished him to take care of the older issues because they're valuable(our conversation went somewhere along the lines of,"Be careful you don't tear the pages in that one, it's $50." Him: "No it's not, it was $5.99." Me: "Yeah, but that was in 1997, I'd have to replace it on Ebay and it's $50. No, no, no, I didn't pay that much, I'm just saying."), and let him look. And I found out SO likes Santa Clause. I was leaning towards animals and Christmas carol lyrics, but he likes Santa. Whoda thunk? But he did have a hard time picking between the winning Santa from the 2006 issue, and a Pam Kellogg that had a kitty on it. I think the finishing was what decided it--the Santa looked easier.
I am trying to think of this on a higher plane, that maybe that ornament disappeared because it wasn't good enough. And it's being replaced with a more "Christmas-y" ornie. I don't know. I just want it back.
The lions are progressing. I am 99% finished. I just have a titch of back stitch to do on Mama's ear, and some half-stitching, in 3 very close shades of blue. That is proving a bit difficult, but I am doing it block by block. I am pretty sure I'll have it done by the weekend. I don't have a choice as far as that goes, LOL. It has to go to the framer. And it does go fast, it's just careful counting.
5 comments:
Sorry about the loss of your ornament. You do know it will turn up long about the time you get the new one finished don't you? That's always the way it happens.
Happy Stitching!
Isn't that the most annoying thing! I spend 1/2 my life it seems just searching for things I put away for 'safe-keeping'.
Better put a leash on the lions so you don't lose them!
You know, in my experience, it will turn up after you stop looking for it. And in the place where you least expect it. I bet the Santa will be beautiful.
Believe me - your ornament will show up when you are searching for something else. I lost 4 skeins of Kreinik and a pair of Ginghers - they showed up a month later
I am not a religious woman, but whenever I lose anything, I say a little prayer to St. Anthony, patron saint of lost items. He has never, never, never failed me. (And I always remember to say thank you when I find it)
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