*Disclaimer: Do not check out the photos at the end of this post if you're prone to gagging when seeing grody foot rot, cause I have no shame, and I totally took a picture of my sick foot.
The other day I was talking to my aana (grandmother) while she was knitting. She asked me if I had sewing during the summer/fall time here.
I told her I hadn't. That I remembered that "good eskimo's" didn't sew when there was "stuff" to do. She clucked away praising me and saying how great I was...etc.
Then she asked me, "so, you gonna sew now? Its not Falltime anymore..."
I told her that I had sewn an atikluk for Kaisa and one for her friend, but I hadn't taken out my skins yet.
"So lazy, just like when you were growing up."
WHAT? Lazy?! Me?! Well, I'll admit that when it comes to housework and the sort, I am pretty lazy. Not lazy as much as I just find better things to do! But sewing? Come ON.
My husband has a fur parky, Koy has two, Kaisa has one, and they all have mukluks, mittens, etc. I do need to get Kaisa's winter mukluks done, and Koy needs a fur hat, but other than that, my fur parky is the only thing that was on my "list."
Anyway, I told her that I was too busy at work and trying to get our summer/fall stuff put away to sew.
She told me not to be lazy. I need to get Koy's hat done...and I better get Kaisa's mukluks done before it snows. I better "make time," or else. Or else what? I don't know. Maybe she doesn't realize that if I don't get Kaisa's mukluks done, she'll be perfectly warm in her Keen Winter boots and if I don't get Koy's hat done, he'll be fine wearing mine.
That's just not Eskimo logic. She didn't understand why I couldn't just stop and sew.
So, I started to think that maybe I needed to take some time off, or reprioritize my weekend days. I started wishing that I had more time to get these things done. THEN I got a blister on my foot.
It started off innocently enough at camp, a normal blister from rubbing my new boot. Then I picked at it. I know, I know...don't pick. But I did.
THEN I walked around without socks at camp and got some grubby stuff in the blister. I hobbled around for a week and just went with it.
THEN it blew up and now I am at home, on "butt rest." Not bed rest, but sit-on-your-butt rest. I thought I could be at work sitting on my butt at my desk, but the doc said that the med's I'm on make me a little loopy and drowsy, so its best NOT to go to work and tell your co-worker what I think of her new haircut! So I'm at home.
One still missing...a Z-pack.
What a perfect time to sew.
* Edited to add. Finished in just under four hours. Yipee. Koy is happy. But it fits me better! haha.