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May. 2nd, 2018 02:47 amIt pays to read FB conversations. I learned a couple of days ago how to tell the difference between cotton and linen fabric after they are washed. Apparently cotton, when water is dripped onto it, will instantly absorb the liquid and show a wet circle while linen will resist the drip briefly and then absorb in a manner that shows lines thanks to the spinning of the weft/warp filaments of matter. I'm going to give that a try and then label my stash of white/unbleached fabric so I won't be forced to buy more fabric to avoid wasting what might be 'good linen'.
I've cut out more linings for the bags I'm making and preparing myself to sew the pile of "bag, lining, bag, lining, bag, lining" into new piles of side-stitched bags and linings. Once that is done there will only be hand-sewing to do. I think it'd be a good time to get my machine in for servicing. Better now than later down the pike when I'm facing a deadline and trying to finish a garment.
My counselor, therapist, whatever I'm supposed to call a non-PhD, made a comment last meeting that threw me. We're still in the beginning stages, with her getting to know my background. She said, "With your environment, it is no wonder you are depressed - I can't imagine anyone who wouldn't be!" It made me shake my head in a sort of disbelief, seeming somewhat unprofessional to me. I keep going back to the moment, reliving the look on her face as she said that. Mental health counseling has changed. Or I should say that this office's practices are quite different from what I expected. She has complimented me, too, on my personality and general outlook on life. I liked it but feel odd about it at the same time.
Bossman is talking about making an appointment to get our wills done. He said he thought that might be one of the things weighing on me. He's right, it would relieve some of my dread about the future. What would do even more towards that is if he himself would go in for counseling to face whatever has him living at a simmer of anger and the way he reacts whenever it spikes. But that is something he will have to want to do - it can't be pushed by me. Rebecca (the counselor) agrees with me that learning to handle my own reaction to Bossman's violent behavior is a good goal for me. And she said that she recognizes that he and I have a strong and loving bond, which she is willing to help me try to keep.
I've cut out more linings for the bags I'm making and preparing myself to sew the pile of "bag, lining, bag, lining, bag, lining" into new piles of side-stitched bags and linings. Once that is done there will only be hand-sewing to do. I think it'd be a good time to get my machine in for servicing. Better now than later down the pike when I'm facing a deadline and trying to finish a garment.
My counselor, therapist, whatever I'm supposed to call a non-PhD, made a comment last meeting that threw me. We're still in the beginning stages, with her getting to know my background. She said, "With your environment, it is no wonder you are depressed - I can't imagine anyone who wouldn't be!" It made me shake my head in a sort of disbelief, seeming somewhat unprofessional to me. I keep going back to the moment, reliving the look on her face as she said that. Mental health counseling has changed. Or I should say that this office's practices are quite different from what I expected. She has complimented me, too, on my personality and general outlook on life. I liked it but feel odd about it at the same time.
Bossman is talking about making an appointment to get our wills done. He said he thought that might be one of the things weighing on me. He's right, it would relieve some of my dread about the future. What would do even more towards that is if he himself would go in for counseling to face whatever has him living at a simmer of anger and the way he reacts whenever it spikes. But that is something he will have to want to do - it can't be pushed by me. Rebecca (the counselor) agrees with me that learning to handle my own reaction to Bossman's violent behavior is a good goal for me. And she said that she recognizes that he and I have a strong and loving bond, which she is willing to help me try to keep.
