Life is what Happens when You are Busy Making Plans

Though in this case it is a Death in the Family.


Monday January 11 was just like any other day of the week. After getting off of work my wife and I did our typical wind-down rituals and laying our Son down for bed. This was on top of dealing with a house-full of really bad sinus infections. I had only been asleep for an hour when I was woken by a knock at the door. My aunt, who lives on the other side of town told me my mother was found dead in her house earlier that day.


I am not certain how I feel at this time… I feel numb. Absolutely nothing. That makes me feel horrible. I know I didn’t have a great relationship with my mom… most days I was barely able to tolerate her existence for reasons I won’t go into. But I should feel something. Happiness, anger, sadness, relief. Something.


So between trying to recover from sickness and trying get all of my ducks in a row, I really haven’t had any time for anything crafting related. Which is a shame since I still have projects to work on and a brand new Silhouette Portrait robo-cutter I haven’t been able to play with.


The memorial service is in a few hours. Maybe I’ll feel something about the situation afterwards. Maybe I won’t feel anything about the situation at all for a while. Only time will tell. In the mean time, I have a few projects I’m wanting to wrap up and some others I wanna get started. I got my expansion for Arena of the Planeswalkers. I must say the minis look pretty awesome and I look forward to getting these babies painted up.


I’ve also got a backlog of projects on my table I need to do something with. I tried an experiment of making cave tiles that turned into an utter failure. As much as I hate to admit it, the experiment was a nothing more than a learning process and is consigned to the trash.


I also need to get back into planning out my DnD campaign. I have an idea for the next scenario… but trying to find a means of executing it without it becoming cliche. Well, lets face it, what I’m wanting to do is a huge cliche. But really, aren’t all DnD scenarios just rehashes of the same cliche? And this last paragraph was typed with my wife stairing at me and me stairing back all because she said my keyboard is very loud when I type on it. And it drives her nuts that I can type without loooking at the screen or the keys. Not too many typos now that I look back at the screen. I’m rambling aren’t I? Ah well if it makes someone laugh it is worth looking like an idiot.


Until next time.