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Tuesday, 9 December, 2008

Numb.

Filed under: personal — moiraeknittoo @ 1:00 PM

Not comfortably either.

UI benefits denied again. Will have to appeal, which means I’d have to get a lawyer and that thought alone makes me want to break down into tears. Previous employer won’t add on the five hours I’m positive I worked but didn’t report as they asked me not to, which is probably a case to go to Labor & Industry with, but again, lawyer.

So. No money. Food stamps for a bit. Eviction is looking more likely every day. Can’t move in with anyone I know, as they all have animals I’m deathly allergic to. Can’t go home, because they too have animals I’m allergic to. Want to curl up in small ball and weep for a while.

Have some spinning things I can sell. If anyone is interested in a Strauch Doublewide Finest Motorized and is in the Seattle area let me know. I also, if I can find the parts, have a Schacht Matchless single treadle I can let go of, a metric f-ton of fiber, a slightly wonky Ashford Traveler and some dyeing equipment. I also have a lot of sock skeins of a Louet base yarn, if anyone is interested in that.

I think my dream of being a fiber artist with the dyeing is likely to have arrived DOA, killed dead by the reality of my life. Such as it is.

I need to go mail some of the yarn I sold that I unfortunately did not dye, and then curl up and be glad I don’t own a gun.

Absolutely miserable,
me

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Thursday, 4 December, 2008

Our entitlement, let me show you it.

Filed under: brain_dump, personal — moiraeknittoo @ 10:57 AM

So there’s this big bru-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha in the Washington state capitol again, because along with a Christmas tree, they’ve displayed non-Christmas items. Same thing, different year, blah blah yawncakes blah.

I’m a bit slow off the mark this morning, so I saw the article in Teyani’s blog. I commented there:

My uncle and I got into a discussion a couple of years ago about this. He, a fundamental Christian, was completely flabbergasted when I said I prefer that the government honor that idea of separation of church and state and to let folks celebrate whatever they want in their *private* spaces.

“But there’s a WAR on Christmas!” he exclaimed. “Next thing you know, you’ll be telling me you’re pagan or something.”

To which I said, “This really isn’t your night now is it.”

I find it sadly amusing that the inclusion of a number of other religions or points of view for this time of the year means that those with a different belief are out to ruin Christmas and “this holy time of the year”. Shouldn’t every day be holy in one way or another? Shouldn’t displays of piety and grace happen in the everyday, ordinary moments?

Yes there is a war on Christmas. There’s a war going on somewhere in the world the other 364 days of the year as well. There’s a war on poverty, on hunger, on freedom of speech, on my right to choose what I do with my own body and for the right of every other woman to do the same. The war to find a cure for AIDS, for cancer, for horrible diseases that disfigure children and ruin lives no matter what age group it strikes.

I could go on and on, but the point is…people are fighting every day for far more than the right to proselytize from the lobby of our government’s main building. Put your damn big boy and girl pants on and make that tree in your living room the most glorious monument to commercialism on your block, or go to church or temple or sit naked in a sacred grove with a gaily decorated altar and enjoy your spirituality.

Just please stop demanding the right to do it all over our public, paid for with taxpayer dollar spaces.

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Wednesday, 3 December, 2008

Good vibes requested

Filed under: knitting, personal — moiraeknittoo @ 10:36 PM

I’m coming up on nearly six months of being unemployed, and boy howdy does my bank account reflect it. I have a phone screen tomorrow with a hiring manager, and while the agency the offer is through gives me SERIOUS heebie jeebies, I will take it if it’s offered. And I’m working on being glad for it. It’s far, far below the rate I was looking for when I began this job search, but after this many (endless seeming) weeks of nothing, I need to take it if it’s offered. And be glad for it.

OK, so maybe I’m not doing graceful acceptance all that well, but I’m working on it.

So, good vibes requested and I hope I land that job tomorrow!

In knitting news…there isn’t really any knitting news. It’s been so very cold in the apartment that I haven’t much felt like knitting, and I’m keeping the heat down as far as possible and still have most of the feeling in my hands. I do, during the daylight hours when it’s warmer in here, work a few rows on this “Harlot’s One Row Scarf” in Ultra Alpaca, but with only a few rows done here and there it’s very slow going.

I wound four of many warps with sock yarns the other day, and hope to get to work on those as soon as I can on the rigid heddle loom.

Not much else to report from here. Oh, and if you have any good vibes to spare, send them my way for dealing with the Unemployment Office? I faxed thirteen pages of documentation there today in an effort to get qualified, but it’ll be four to six weeks until I hear back. In the meantime, with no income, it looks like that Sundara may in fact be pried from my cold, if not dead, hands. :/

It’s easy to fall prey to massive amounts of despair right now. Each day it’s harder to get out of bed, slog through all the job postings, and try to dredge up even a small morsel of hope to have with what remains of the coffee stash for breakfast. I’m trying not to look at the big picture, because that way lies paralyzing fear, but instead to think of the next 15 min, the next half hour. And once that’s passed to do it again, and again, and make it through the day.

So. Good vibes requested. This is the only thing that’s come up in over a month now, so I could really use the help. And I thank you for any energy you can send my way.

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