New Year's Day
Jan. 1st, 2012 07:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gurdymonkeyLast night, on a whim, I checked Teh Intarwebz to see whether the first Sunday antiques flea market was on and resolved that if I woke up at a decent hour, the Sweatshop Of Crying Monkeys would have a holiday.
However, I got up late enough that I didn't want to try to bike out. My knee is feeling better again, but I'm out of shape and an eight mile round trip is more than I quite felt up for. Besides, the point of today was to attempt to relax.
It being New Year's, the place was nowhere near the madhouse it can be. While there were lots of empty vendor spaces, there were plenty to keep me occupied. I walked around, got some fresh air, treated myself to a Belgian waffle from a food truck and promptly got all the powdered sugar all over my black tee shirt trying to eat it. One vendor had a single iron Japanese stirrup inlaid with silver flowers. He said it was 16th or 17th c. and it might have been. (Not as nice as this one, but they are very distinctive.) Came home with a couple of inexpensive treasures, a great rice sack that will look cute on the kitchen wall ($10), and one of those little Japanese cardboard drawered boxes with an arrow motif that I just had to have. ($8).
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Of course, by the time I came home and finished my lunch, I was feeling headachy. I took a couple Advil and crashed out on the futon for a bit in front of some "Treme" reruns on HBO.
Right now I'm taking a break from punching holes in the tanzaku and putting buttonhole thread ties on them for hanging off the wish tree. The $3 hole punch I bought at Office Max is a piece of crap, so I just dug out a big carpet needle and started punching the card stock by hand.
Feels good to be on track. I've still got things to do this week, but I no longer feel like my head's going to explode.
However, I got up late enough that I didn't want to try to bike out. My knee is feeling better again, but I'm out of shape and an eight mile round trip is more than I quite felt up for. Besides, the point of today was to attempt to relax.
It being New Year's, the place was nowhere near the madhouse it can be. While there were lots of empty vendor spaces, there were plenty to keep me occupied. I walked around, got some fresh air, treated myself to a Belgian waffle from a food truck and promptly got all the powdered sugar all over my black tee shirt trying to eat it. One vendor had a single iron Japanese stirrup inlaid with silver flowers. He said it was 16th or 17th c. and it might have been. (Not as nice as this one, but they are very distinctive.) Came home with a couple of inexpensive treasures, a great rice sack that will look cute on the kitchen wall ($10), and one of those little Japanese cardboard drawered boxes with an arrow motif that I just had to have. ($8).
.
Of course, by the time I came home and finished my lunch, I was feeling headachy. I took a couple Advil and crashed out on the futon for a bit in front of some "Treme" reruns on HBO.
Right now I'm taking a break from punching holes in the tanzaku and putting buttonhole thread ties on them for hanging off the wish tree. The $3 hole punch I bought at Office Max is a piece of crap, so I just dug out a big carpet needle and started punching the card stock by hand.
Feels good to be on track. I've still got things to do this week, but I no longer feel like my head's going to explode.
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Date: 2012-01-02 04:33 am (UTC)