A Little Design and Lots o' Despair

Found this amazing form that has multiple uses, can be hand formed into any shape and retains it, plus it can be made from cardboard. And yup, it looks cool too.

Matsys Design exploration of honeycomb forms.

Have you ever had one of those mornings when you wish you could just push the restart button? I'm in one now. One of the neighbors is moving out of the building today and I'm so sorry- she is one of those people that you just know would be a good friend but circumstances never allowed us to really spend time together. I'm gone all winter and she's gone all summer. Anyway, they are moving and the truck is due any time now. We only have one elevator and they are on the third floor so basically it will be tied up all day, not to mention the garage doors being blocked by the truck. So, since I am smarter than the average aardvark I got the car out of the garage and onto the street first thing so I can make my get-away in a bit.

Then I realized my phone wasn't charged so found it and plugged it in. Then I had to haul a huge load of stuff down to the car that I am taking to my daughter's house to help her 'stage' a table for a fair coming up where she wants to sell her skin products she's been making. Duh- because the damn car was already on the street I had a flight of stairs to navigate carrying all this stuff. And of course I tripped and it went all over the street. I scurried around and picked it all up and re-piled it..and forgot to bring the keys down. So it was sitting behind my car, and I went back up the stairs to discover I had slammed the locked door behind me. So down I went to retrieve the hidden key for just such a misadventure. Back up to find the dog had escaped the apartment again (we have those darn latch doors and she learned to jump up and pull them down so the door pops open. Wish the little dope would learn how to open the lobby door that locked me out!

Then to switch the laundry into the dryer and start a new load of sheets. And check my email where I find a message from hot Russian girls who want to do things to me... And then I realize why I am so discombobulated-

I am missing some jewelry that I realized about 3 AM. I've torn the house apart, and it's just not here. Now, to be truthful, my jewelry collection is not to be envied in spite of having a BIL in the business. I found out long ago I much prefer costume stuff because I get tired of wearing the same things. When he sees me coming he just rolls his eyes with my plastic and rubber and home-made beads bobbing around my neck. At one point he was trying to sell TY a diamond necklace for me- as if! But I thought about it seven seconds and decided there is no way in hell I have the lifestyle that needs a diamond necklace.

SO, Sandy, what's missing- your rubber band necklaces? Your plastic goldfish covered with teensy pearl 'bubbles' (greatly admired at the Jimmy Buffet concert!) Your ping pong ball necklaces covered with quail egg shells? Your anti-war statement with the toy tanks painted gold and the sparkly rhinestones stuffed into the guns? Nope- what's missing is a set of diamond earrings. I've had them for years, and they travel around with me 'just in case' but I rarely wear them because with my hair they don't show so why bother? Never mind I've had handymen, window washers, cleaning people, electricians and plumbers in the house since I got back- I really think *I* lost 'em because I never took proper care of them, but I have a sick sinking feeling in my stomach over it. Damn.

Most of the time when I even think of them I am trying to decide who gets 'em- and they are quite honestly, a burden anyway. Think I'll just let this one ride, won't even go buy a set of CZs to 'pretend'. Oy.