= released =

I'm taking a break after the unsuccessful attempt to put together the bed i picked up today. Found on craigslist, I was aware that there would be issues, but I had hoped they would be cosmetic in nature. I was disappointed. And frustrated. But I have formulated a plan in the hopes of trading sweat in lieu of money for a nice bed frame. Some wood filler, a new bit, some wood stain (which I've never done), and locating some sanders (belt, orbital, palm), etc. should bring the beast back to life. Unfortunately, I won't be able to restore it to its' original form as I'm planning to just cut off the the pieces that are out of whack and don't really like canopy beds in the first. I'm distressed by the thought, but when am I going to be able to learn how to carve barley twists and filigrees? Not in this decade, or at least I won't be able to afford the tools necessary. And so, in the name of pragmatism, I'll dissect this hunk and hope I can finish it off well. I'm looking forward to it. A distraction from the television if you will. I can use all of those that I can find.

On another note, the crisis continues. I doubt you know which crisis I'm typing of, but all the same, it continues. It's a crisis of choice really, not a life and death situation, but all the same, the stress mounts. I'm seeking avenues to pursue with the realization that they most likely won't live up to my longevity hopes. I must find my function. The junction is in sight. But alas, I've enough of that kind of thought.

Let me say that if any of you still check this periodically, I love you and miss you. Hopefully, I'll stay true to this venue and speak to you all soon.

Love.