Give and Take

It's been quite a long day today.  One of those work days when the one thing you needed to work on all day kept getting interrupted and so, after the interruption, thoughts had to be regained and mind had to go back on track, and then someone else would interrupt... over and over again.

Found the pencil thingo today.  It's actually a pen but it's got an eraser on the tip of it that you use as with a pencil.  Pretty clever.  I also wanted to buy some variegated blue floss because I would like to start on the hydrangea block with the embroidery, but the one shop I went to didn't have any.  They did have some lovely vintagey shades of blues though so I bought 3 of them instead.  DMC 160, 518 and 3768.  I also bought a pink just because I liked it, DMC 152.

On my doorstep tonight is a book I ordered from fishpond.com.au (love that site) named Embroidery & Crazy Quilt Stitch Tool by Judith Baker Montano.  It looks great and I'm looking forward to having enough unsaggy eyeballs to actually see it when I'm not so tired.

There was another event today that I don't want to go into details about because, well it's not my place to do that, but it's had an effect that I think I should mention because this story is all about finding perspective in life.

"Give and take" is very hard to get to work properly, especially when you are young and in love.  Actually, it's bloody hard when you are older too.   Some people give and give and give and some people take and take and take.  Resentment has to set it on the givers and disillusionment has to set in on the takers when the waste matter hurtles itself against the propeller.  And at that point in time, it hurts.  Hurts like hell.  The world seems cruel and horrid and frightening and you can't imagine how you can keep going on.

But you do and you do it with support from the people who love you unconditionally.

I never want to have to go through that crap again, and I'm glad I'm at the stage where that's all behind me, but, geez, I really feel for those going through it and no matter how much wisdom I espouse to have, at times like this, a long hug is probably the only thing worth giving.

A long hug and the words "It doesn't matter if your corners aren't perfect".