simple {please!}

In the middle of getting the shop update together (it should be online this afternoon around 5 my time, which is 6 Eastern, 4, Mountain, and 3 Pacific) and the whole business of running the auction (Lisa, I never realized how much work it really is. You and Stephanie must have been wiped out!) and frantically sketching ideas and writing notes until 2 in the morning and planning for England and scrambling to take clear photos (well, they aren't all, and that's just how it's going to be) it's no wonder I'm getting out of breath. Too much worry!

Woah. Breathe a little.

My norm is a happy, workable clutter. That's how my mind works and how my physical space works. But right now it's too much.
Time to make some clothes for me, and to put some things away. Listen to some good old and new music (I'm rediscovering the Beatles and they're fun and complex and interesting and intelligent, just the sort of guys I like).

Time for some simple, beautiful things, like this linen tape from Aiko's in Chicago.
Time for walking around the block with my mom, the smell of tomato leaves, hot noons, watching The Office (I've hooked my mom and dad!) at night.

(Now I'm thinking of Prufrock--"Time for you, and time for me/ And time yet for a hundred visions and revisions/ Before the taking of a toast and tea.")
The slap-slappa-slap of handclaps in the background of a song. Full moon rising large and red. Sometimes the world conspires to convince me things will work out okay.