100th Post! ...And Still About Moving.

We are finally out of "Le Shithole" and into a much better place.  The journey here was quite exciting.  For one thing, our old lease isn't really up for a couple more weeks, but I'll get to that.  


First, I'll start this one off letting you know about the wounds I received before we even really started moving.  

See, I was putting laundry away, like an adult, when I realized that there was 
A. a little dent in the floor where a slightly pushed in foot of a dresser could catch and 
B. a reason why the paperwork for the dresser said to NEVER have more than one drawer open at a time, which had never been an issue before that moment.  

Cue the dresser slowly tipping... Okay, maybe it was fast, but it felt like slow motion.  It also seemed that I suddenly had no legs: 

Instead of, you know, MOVING OUT OF THE WAY, I decided I was Wonder Woman and that I was going to save the dresser.

Fun fact: I am not Wonder Woman. 

That being said, I did manage to not only "save the dresser" which wouldn't have died or something anyway, but I also saved the pig.  

Yes.  Yes, I saved the giant, shiny, metallic purple piggy bank, which was filled with coins, as it HURLED AT MY FACE.  

This is not the last image anyone wants to see before they die: 

The goggles make him go faster.  

Totally a sign to move, we sent our old landlord a notice and when she didn't respond, we called to make sure she got it.  

She got it. 

She just didn't seem to particularly care. 

Okay then.  

So, she scheduled a time for showing the place, (even though she hadn't looked at it to clear us first but whatever) and we were all fine with that. 

We were frantically packing and cleaning to get it all ready, so imagine our surprise when she showed up a day early to show the apartment. 

When we called her, she complained about the state of the apartment.  

...The apartment we still lived in.

The apartment we still had our crap in.

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The apartment she basically broke into, assuming no one was home, to show to a stranger when we still have stuff there. 

What followed was a crazed mess of WE HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE NOW.

In being so frantic, my well meaning, wonderful, perfect boyfriend managed to drop a shelf on my leg.  

Yes, THAT leg.

Here is the map of pain that was my leg: 

To clarify, the dropping of the dresser before hadn't just bashed me in the knee, but also did some interesting things to my shoulder and arm, due to Wonder Womaning it.  

So, my right arm kinda matched my left leg: 

I, of course, then hurt my other leg multiple times on my corner desk. 

Still, the frantic packing had to continue.  

This meant that clearly labeled, well packed masterpieces quickly gave way to these: 

My handwriting often mirrors my attitude and lifestyle of "GARBLEIFJLKEFJIECFALFUCKNUTS"

My legs were still hurting a couple of days later, and steadily getting worse with each movement.  

Eventually, it felt like my legs were somehow too long, trying to get up to that old, shitty, third floor apartment.

After a few walks back and forth, I resigned myself to the fact that I was going to be mostly useless carrying things, so I stuck to packing and organizing where I could. 

Pretty soon, I could barely even feel the pain, because I could barely even feel my legs at all. 

I'm amazed the men-folk didn't die.  
My knight didn't want to stop, which led to us kind of sitting him down to tell him he had a problem.  
Who knew moving might need an intervention?  

We were so thankful that a few of our best buddies came to help out too!  Poor bastards stayed with us until it was downright unreasonable for them to bother.  

There was, of course, a causality.  There is always one.  

Thankfully, this will be an easy fix, as it was only the glass part that cracked.  

I was unreasonably sad about it, but not because of what it was, so much as general stress, pain, and remembering that I've had the damn thing for a decade in storage and can only NOW comfortably set it up where I live.    

Once it's fixed again, it shall resemble Lydia's vanity from the Beetlejuice cartoon.  

The new place is amazing, by the way.  We effectively moved from the city to the country and it's not even that far away.  

We even got some new furniture for the occasion.  I got rid of my corner desk, which had served me well for a good seven or so months, and got a real writing/computer desk.  

 Is now: 

And!

ALSO!

The kitchen is huge. 

Oh, and

We even get a new bed on Tuesday!! 

...We also have spiders.

BUT it's a giant step up from cockroaches and mice, so awesome.  

We quickly realized that we each have three keys.  Two are for the front door, and one is for our apartment.  This is awesomely secure, but none of them are labeled yet sooo...

Extra fun in the dark! 

I made the decision to get key caps for them, because I'm a cool kid.  I got too many so that others can use them too, if so desired.  

The ones I actually ordered are a pack of kitten heads, multi-colored skulls, and ones to make the key look like a guitar.  ... "Keytar"

I only didn't get Oswald the Lucky Rabbit because I figured his ears would come off right quick and I'd be sad.  

Once we were done the initial moving in, of course we had somewhere else to go.  My Knight in Pinstripes had already promised a friend that he would see her on her birthday, and he wanted me to meet her.  

We also dragged our housemate, who deals with all of our shit rather amazingly well.  

It wasn't as busy as we thought it would be.  Plus, we got to hear a woman who sounds like a less strung out Janice Joplin sing Lady Gaga, so that was cool. 

Rob's friend (who apparently knows a bunch of my good friends?  *sings*  It's a Small World After All) recognized his need for a hair cut and may still wind up taking care of that for him

From Bruce Campbell look-a-like to Mullet Man. 

We are still working on unpacking.  Every now and then, I get frustrated and give up for a little while.  

For example, I couldn't find the two Batman pieces, one Wonder Woman piece, or one Superman piece, so I just-

You go, Super Wonder Woman Man! 

With all of this going on, I've felt a little burnt out because I also have other stuff I should be doing.  

I have a million projects, papers, and presentations I should be working on for school.  

I haven't had time to draw beyond sketches, this blog, and doodles in my notes, so I feel weird spiritually. 

I've been so burnt out... All I want to do is sit and play games. 

BUT I'm getting back in the swing of things.  I present something I don't even remember what next week, and I'm feeling pretty confident that it'll go smoothly.  

Getting this post up feels good too, so there's some emotional balance there.  

I've got the weekend to catch up.  

I've even been driving and eating alone more often, so those are good signs for my mental health.  

I think we'll be very happy here.  

Moving! Again! Updates!

This'll be a quick post, attempting to explain what is currently happening in my life with three images.  

Ready?

#1: 

Seriously.  Everyone in this household is so freaking done with this moving crap.  However, our new place has a place to park and I won't be afraid to go outside.  Also, laundry.  Laundry is good.

Moving may also give us a reason to rectify the situation of 
#2: 

My knight in pinstripes is not a small man.  
My bed is designed for a child or someone, you know, my size.  I'm exactly five feet tall and a little under weight, to give you an idea.  

Yeah no.  

This is not a bed designed for two adults sleeping, even if one is super tiny.  Besides, Rob's not-tiny-ness just kind of amounts to us equaling two normal adults anyway. 


Meanwhile, I've been stressing because I'm in my (hopefully) final year of school.  

#3: 

One of my classes isn't so bad with this, but I feel a little weirdly out of the loop in the other two so far.  

I just wanna be a cool kid!  *cries* 


So, that's my update!  Lord knows when I'll get around to another, but I'll do my best!  

*salutes* 

Dress Number Two!

For the first dress, I was learning how to properly use a pattern (and making shit up on the fly anyway)...  
So, for the second dress, it was all about altering a known pattern into a slightly different dress, and also using a different kind of fabric. 

The basic shape of the neckline started the same as the first dress, for example: 

Then, I wanted to see if I could add a cowl-neck.  I made up how I was going to do it, so... THAT was interesting:

 Instead of long sleeves in three pieces, this has capped sleeves:

Finally, I think the biggest change to the design was the bottom.  I cut it a little higher on the sides, and let it drop to a point a little lower: 

I'm still working on the way the stitches should look.  I'll admit, Mom helped me a lot with the machine.  

  
After many days of working a bit, stopping, questioning everything in my life, and then starting again, this is the final product: 

EDIT: The cowl neck is actually much cleaner looking now than it is in these photos. 

If I ever get around to doing a third dress, it will be time to learn how to make a pattern.  
In fact, I don't think I'd start with a dress there.  

That seems...  No.  

I'll make something small so that I can figure out how to design and cut flat pieces to build a three dimensional, wearable object. 

That might not be for a while though.  This coming semester is over filled with not-so-simple classes, and one class too many.  

Also, I might be moving yet again, which would be awesome.  It would also take up A LOT of time.  Time is a thing I will not have this semester.  

However, the hope is that in a better, safer environment, I'll get more work done more often.  

Fingers crossed!  

Lastly, a reminder that the Etsy site is up!

Also, the Deddrie site is... up?  But there is nothing currently there.  
We (Rob) are figuring it out.  We still have everything saved, so no worries there.  I'll keep you all posted. 

Meanwhile, my portfolio site IS up and running at RowynGolde.com. 

Drawings and commission info is not yet up, but prints and commissions are available.  That will be more apparent soon.  

For now, you can email me at deddrie@gmail.com for a specific question or commission. 

Almost New Apartment

 It's been a month or so since a couple friends and I moved into our apartment and I never updated this thing about that move.  Sooo...  Let's start over.

 And I often see the world in very interesting and horrifying ways.

So far, I've learned that when my Knight isn't in my room with me, the world is a horrible, freezing cold place.

 In our kitchen, we have one tile that isn't quite glued down.  This hasn't been a problem, except when we forget about it and it catches one of us by surprise.  This would be easily fixable... but we just haven't.

 The other problem is the heat.  Now that Spring is upon us, it shouldn't be an issue anymore.  However...  It was.  The radiator was a pretty interesting issue, in fact.

 These things have a mind of their own when you have no key.

I'd melt from the heat and then FREEZE due to my fan that wouldn't stop.  You read that right.  It wouldn't stop.  I could control the light by the cord, but not the fan itself.  There was no switch.  

I had my buddy rip the damn thing apart.  

Beyond that though, the apartment is really nice.  We will be able to see the fireworks from our living room on the Fourth of July.  It's cozy and I have a little hallway that curves into my room.  It's all very nice.  

My art supplies have been slowly taking over the world, and in trying to push it all back, sometimes my other crap gets in the way.  This leads to some moments that are less than good. 

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Here's hoping. 

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And that is about the state of things.  

I've been eating pretty well, between bouts of stress.  My Knight has been cooking for me.  I'm very pleased by this and I'm thankful to have him by my side.