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I Made a Hat and had some dysadventures

Hello, humans wandering the internet in the middle of the night.  And hello to the rest of you who get decent amounts of sleep as well.  This week I experienced a great triumph and some minor set backs.  I think that sort of puts life into perspective though.  You have good days and bad days and you mostly just plow through and pray that tomorrow is going to be one of the good ones.  

My triumph of the week was (as you super intelligent humans probably guessed from the

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I took pictures in my hat in front of the Thames, which I realize you can’t see at all.  Just know that it is there.

 

title) making a hat.  I have been crocheting for a really long time.  I think i was about five or six when my momma first started teaching me, so I guess that would be about 15 or 16 years then.  Anyway, it wasn’t until recently until the past few years that I started making my own patterns instead of following ones that I found in books or online.  I personally find making my own patterns very rewarding mostly because it is very hard and usually consists of me taking my work apart at least 4-6 times.  So, when the whatever-I-happen-to-be-making is finally done and looking the way I want it to.  And that is exactly what happened this week.  I’ve been working on this hat for more than a week, but on Wednesday I finished it.  This is probably not that exciting for any of you, but I just wanted to share my joy with you and let you know that I hope you have joy in your life as well.

 

On Thursday (the day after my greatest triumph of the month) I had one of my biggest dys-adventures.  I’m calling it one of my worst dys-adventures because it wasn’t just one thing.  It was a whole day of one thing after another.

I checked my watch and thought that I was 20 minutes late for class.  So, obviously I ran to class trying to figure out how what I could possibly say to the lecturer.  What would I say?  There is nothing but, “I’m so sorry,” and hope that it came across as sincere as I felt.  But when I got there it turned out that I had read the watch incorrectly and was actually an hour early.  The lecturer thought it was funny which was good in a way, but also kind of humiliating.

In the same class (an hour or so later) we were riding out from the play Revenger’s Tragedy.  English Renaissance drama is hard enough at the best of times and on this particular Thursday, I couldn’t read at all.  I had to talk to the lecturer about it and she was very understanding, again.  Which was lovely of her.  I just couldn’t help but feel as if I had been defeated by my own head.  It was like I was right back to middle school, feeling stupid and embarrassed.

The whole day culminated in my trying to cross the street.  I have talked about how confusing the roads are in London before and I have also talked about how difficult it is for me to tell right from left.  Well, on the pavement at the crosswalk it’s written which direction you should be looking.  For example “LOOK RIGHT” or “LOOK LEFT.”  This is incredible helpful.  Except on this day where I was for some reason extra dyslexic (if only you knew how many tries it just took me to spell dyslexic).  So on this day, I looked down read “LOOK LEFT” and thought that I was looking left, but it turns out I had looked right and saw no cars or bikes coming so I started walking.  A car was coming and angrily honked their horn and made angry gestures when I turned to look at them as I jumped back to the pavement.  This was the first time I could have died from dyslexia.  It was kind of traumatizing.

Well, that was my week.  I usually like to put positive spins on my dys-adventures, but i’m really just feeling a bit down about this one.  I feel like I’ve been defeated.  I hope that your week was better.  Tell me about it, I’d love to smile about something today.  If not, I hope you can at least laugh at me.  Hopefully, next week I will be less traumatized from near death experiences and have accepted that having reading trouble is my life.

Keep it weird, much love

AK

 

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