Slice of Life: Whirlwind end of summer

I'm still rather windswept with everything that happened. Am now a moderator of a doll group, thanks to my ability to detach my emotions from people rather easily. Not from objects. People always come and go, they change or die, but some objects just never leave my life. I couldn't leave my piano behind, so there is an example for ya. Or that I cannot part from the dolls that are most dear to me.

Anyways, still waiting for new cabinets so we can finally, after 2 years, to start organizing and finally finish the doll room and our "atelier". Let's see is September a bit better and do we dare to hope. It's almost time for the Border Pride and the International Food Market again. I just NEED to get Strüdels from the Austrian booth, they are too good. I always take small slices for myself so I can have it last longer. Blueberry quark is my absolute favorite. Been also baking a lot of blueberry cookies myself, just yummy. Those and tea and of course, apple pie are the staples of fall.

Fall did arrive rather fast, I think. The summer seemed to end as soon as we were leaving for our hometown for a vacation and it has been pouring rain, finally. It's been so dry here (my home village still hasn't gotten much rain, yikes) that the ash bin the workers downstairs use caught fire the very same day we had come back. Of course, the guy just dragged it away from the wood-metal combo doors (we could have gotten trapped!) and between our cars, mine had just gotten the underside oiled! I was the one to go and pour water into that bin and douse it before it could really catch fire instead of billow smoke like a steamer. I had to air out our atelier and staircase. I did manage to tell the workers what happened after their day ended and they swore they always made sure it was properly out, but the new trainee didn't. I'm sure he got an earful.

That wasn't overly good rest of the Monday. Anyways, I've managed to order Apoxie Sculpt and Army Painter spray sealant for doll projects, but I haven't gotten a chance to use the latter yet, it's not such a good idea to use in wet conditions and it's been pouring almost every other day. With Apoxie, I've practiced fixing necks and making dolls some bigger boobs and a prosthetic leg.

I'm still going to do something with the hair and the leg, but so far, it does look good. Almost as good as the Mattel's one.

I think they enlarge when you click. Working on the colors, she's a quirky one and I think she'd go with her fave team's old colors.



Anyways. Been writing and modifying dolls, the only two things I actually have any passion for. The vacay did wreck my 39-day streak for Duolingo, but I'm getting back on track again, making myself a schedule to bounce between Japanese, Russian and Spanish. Also should move more, I'm not losing weight by not eating. I'm too lazy to cook and I don't know many recipes. I'm fed up with almost everything I make. And I'm picky. We got some food items from the Finnish Red Cross' food distribution for the needy. Problem is... Now I have things in our fridge I have no idea where to use them. Should probs make the Thai soup I traded with a friend for some things we just couldn't get down. I still don't have many ingredients to make anything new.

I'm in trouble, somebody should probs come and overhaul the whole kitchen and teach me new foods. I keep staring at the cabinet and fridge and freezer and just want to cry because I don't want any of what I see. Hence I was really hungry and cold last night and went to bed hungry.

My dad was a chef, he never taught me anything in the kitchen. Granny never taught me how to cook, but she did teach me how to bake. I am still able to burn potatoes and porridges. ...hey... I could make porridge. Shit, just need to put the dishwasher on to get the pots back.

FYI

We got an alert of a cheap rental apartment in Kemi and decided to go to take a look as we went to see our good friend, Ookami no Mori, when we found few others and as the first one was taken because we waited for too long, J took matters to her own hands and made the call, rescheduling the apartment visit and half an hour later, while the second visit to Oklaholmankatu failed (he had been given entirely wrong keys), we took it before the student boy and his mother could, so now, we have a rental apartment in the middle of fucking Kemi! Our dream city. We simply fell in love with the laid back seaside city.

We had the office run today and once we move and get things settled, we officially change our addresses.

Our homes took it well, I was expecting a shitstorm from my grandparents, but they don't seem to be angry, disapprove the fact I will take my cat with me and we are going with my car for now. He thinks my car is too old... She's just fine, I say. Now I just need to figure out what to take with me.

Had an anxiety attack at the sauna, freaking out and crying, having bottled it up for half a week. I'm sure we'll be fine, I just... broke down. I'm not overly sure why, maybe just... was overwhelmed. Our friend's family was so much help it's unreal.

Oh well, I gotta quit writing for now and start baking, promised to bake blueberry cookies and muffins. Packing and searching for my shit begins tomorrow.

Last week

The last week is ahead of us and I should brave the wretched weaving again, this time with double cloth. Täkänä is what it's called in Finnish. It's a nightmare. You literally weave two weaves at the same time. I just can't. Nope. No.

Still at home, not for long though, have to brave the traffic again and what's the best, I have no money. Nada.  Have to ask from grandparents again. At least 50€ to gas and 10 is enough to get me something to eat. Unless I try to make some sandwiches. Not feeling like it. Still haven't finished the two I made for Friday.

I'll spent the summer drawing and making jewelry. And losing weight.

Payday and spiders

Working on art commissions and after struggling several weeks with not much money, it's finally payday, the last support for me arrives today. I don't have a summer job, so this summer will be spent with me doing completely crazy and sleepless. And without money. I wished to go to Satama Open Air to see Sonata, and to Tulivuorirock Unplugged, visit Imatra again, Tampere too, but no job, no money.

One of the artworks I was supposed to do was an acromantella. I'm utterly terrified of spiders and even the thoughts gives me goosebumps. Other creature I cannot draw is a horse-spider hybrid. I've never noped that hard in my life. Some people can cure their arachnophobia by getting a spider, the closer I get to a spider and the bigger it is, the closer I am to tears. Just no. Seriously no. I cannot even draw a spider anymore and I definitely can't touch a drawing of one. Even spider crabs are giving me the creeps. I haven't overly advertised in fb or anyplace else that I'm terrified of spiders, because people are such assholes they will post everything about spiders to me. If I see one more spider within a week, I'm gonna cry.

Sucks to be me, I live in the woods. Spiders are everywhere. I can deal with snakes, even some bugs, not those clinging type, I screech and flail and go completely on panic mode if I find one clutching onto me again. I know they are handy... But I don't want to see them. Spiderwebs are... icky... If you wrap clean spiderweb around a small, bleeding cut, the bleeding stops. Or that's what they say.

Night trains...

Not that much fun with these fuckers on board. Literally. We have been hella late, now only 8-9 minutes late one stop before our stop.

Only 10 minutes late anymore. The train was supposed to be in Kemi 19:43, it arrived 20:21... You can guess the rest.

One drunk can't shut the fuck up and I just wanna strangle him. You can almost see that killing intent in my face.

This is driving me nuts. Honestly. Oh well, First and Last time for everything. You can probs see from my hoodie where we are going.

New stuff for me.

Feels weird to be going to Southern Ostrobothnia again, but not to stay at my old home, but at my fiancée's. This will be an interesting Easter holiday. And this is the first time for me being on a train (a drunk guy just came past us from the restaurant car...) and being online at the same time. Feels... weird.

We just switched trains and they had witched cars so our seats didn't exist. Now we sit in the Extra-class, aka Business class. At least the internet works here, but I seemingly can't load the battery to my laptop. Oh, it works again.

In the commuter train, with sunglasses, acting like a hiding celebrity

In business class, acting like a star. Fabulous shit.