[Manic Mondays] It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Hell

Our house looks like a opium den. We're much more poorly dressed and the debris is much less sexy. Crafting supplies are strewn all over the place, small stacks of cash with post it notes stuck to them litter the table, Indian takeout containers, empty boxes, teacups with cold half drank tea festoon every surface. We've killed an entire bottle of gin and an entire bottle of St. Germain in under two weeks. The laundry and dishes are stacked near to the ceiling.

It's been my most successful year for The Mermaid and The Crow and Lordess, we're drowning. Jow has been amazing, cooking and cleaning All the Things, prompting me that we're having a conversation when I stare vaccently at the wall midstream, addressing parcels, being amazing.

Next weekend, this is my schedule:

Friday - Catland from 12p-10p

Saturday - Make more candles, have Jow's birthday jamboree

Sunday - Philly Punk Rock which will have us up at omg o'clock am in a likely unheated building for ten hours

Monday - Take my mom for a minor surgical procedure

And somehow, as truly psychotic as it's been, working ten hour days at my day job and then coming home to spin and spin and spin straw into gold, we've been happy. Swaying together in our living room, tumbling into bed, smoking, drinking, laughing, watching Reign. Being sick.

It's complete madness and chaos.

But I bought us a Christmas tree and roping. Somehow, please Goddess, it will all come together.

Comments:

Andrew Watt
2014-12-09 13:41:20
May the upcoming solstice be happy — with cleanliness, good order, and a respite from the madness to you both! And glamour, as always. Lots of glamour. Friends, family, good food, good wine, and most of all, joy. May the straw be gold, and abundantly, in the coming year.