I’ve almost finished a sleeve!
It’s pretty exciting stuff lol, it seems to have taken forever to get to this stage, but I have two more rows then I can start on sleeve number two. Once that is done I’ll only have a bit more to do until it’s finished.
I’m loving how it’s looking and it also looks like it will fit perfectly (which is probably a good thing).
Don’t look too closely because I have messed up the pattern a few times. It looks worse in the photo because the sleeve wasn’t sitting flat so a lot of the birds look wonky, but it’s not that bad in real life.
After spending the morning at knitting/craft group I decided to take Noah to a local park to kill time before getting the kids from school. It was a lovely afternoon in the autumn sunshine.
My little monkey gave me heart palpitations as he decided to climb up the twisty slide on his own.
And to top off a lovely day I called into the local butcher to pick up something for tea, and scored a leg of lamb for half price because it was the last one and they wanted to get rid of it. So it’s roast lamb for tea tonight
Yummy
Oil on canvas board, 8×10″.
This one was a bit of a challenge because I had almost run out of white so it’s quite dark compared to my others so far.
(wearing overalls i made for a friends little boy ages ago who has now grown out of them so they were passed down to Noah.)
Staying on that bandwagon and after a good spring clean today I feel much better 
Oil on canvas board, 8×10″
Laying here in bed at 1am wide awake I can’t stop thinking about all the things I fail at doing. All the things that I try and then quit. Do I fail because I’m really not that good at it or do I fail because before I even really begin I’ve convinced myself that I suck and will probably fail anyway? Self fulfilling prophesy.
I am nowhere near the place I want or need to be with anything in my life.
Photography = fail, I don’t have the time or motivation to maintain my business at the level I need to make a living… Or to make anything really. It’s just too hard so I’m petty much ready to just give it up completely.
Psychology = fail. I’m beginning to realize that I’m just no where near smart enough for this. I have crept my way through so far scraping in with passes but I don’t know how much longer I can keep that up… Or if I even want to anymore.
Painting = fail. Again, for all the years experience I have I still feel like I haven’t found my style. I chop and change so much that it’s almost impossible to recognize one artwork as being mine compared to another. I feel like I’m just wasting more of my time and money on something that has no real purpose.
Weightloss =fail. Again something else that I just can’t stay motivated with or manage to find time for. I just can’t do it or stick with anything long enough to make a difference.
Parenting = fail fail fail. I feel like I am spread incredibly thin lately and all I do is yell and nit pick. Everything seems to end in a fight or struggle. I ignore things I shouldn’t and pick fights over things that aren’t important. I always seem to be making mistakes and bad decisions.
I just get so stuck on everything not being the way it should be. I feel inadequate and average. Never quite good enough at any one thing. Just average. Not contributing to anything important or making most of life. Just plodding along day by day making no difference. It’s depressing and the feeling of overwhelming inability is suffocating.
This is why I shouldn’t drink coffee past 8pm.
(disclaimer: I’m just having a woe-is-me whine so don’t worry about my mental state too much, I am ok… Really. Im not chasing complements or attention I just need to vent and moan to whoever happens to be listening. )
