Thursday, February 19, 2009

My creative space

My creative space is more like a creative mess today ... sigh....

As you can see, it is filled up with half-completed doorstops for the market on Saturday (outside the Northcote Uniting Church on High Street, between 11 and 4 if you're passing) - as well as a cute owl I just finished last night.

I'm really going to have to get my act into gear and complete all of these off; except my sewing machine is making the most godawful clunking noise at the moment, and I'm sure it needs a service. The only problem is that it takes TWO WEEKS to get it serviced, and I think I may shrivel up and die if I can't sew for a whole two weeks. So I'm putting it off, and putting it off, and the machine is getting sicker and sicker, and soon enough it's going to need emergency surgery and I'll have to rush it in anyway.

Speaking of sicker and sicker, I'm at home today, having had a CT scan to make sure I don't have a brain tumour/aneurysm/long slow stroke that is causing this ongoing headache.

Once the doctor reviews my film, she's pretty sure she's going to diagnose migraine (and then she can give me some sweet, sweet drugs); but like all good doctors she's ruling out all the other options first.

I'm no expert, but I looked at my film when they handed it to me, and I couldn't see any menacing dark shadows in it. I thought I did at first, but when I looked closer it just turned out to be my nasal cavities. Oops.

3 comments:

CurlyPops said...

Clunking is not good. Mine is making that same noise but I'm dreading taking it in too!

Kirsty said...

Did you know some lovely service centres loan you a machine while yours is being serviced? Camberwell Sewing Centre does.

flickettysplits said...

Repairers should definitely have some sort of complimentary service, like when you take your car in to be fixed and they give you the loan car for a couple of weeks. I am going to ring Camberwell Sewing Centre right now! Even if I get one that only does straight stitch and zigzag, and I have to treadle the foot thing up and down manually like on my mum's ancient machine, I'll be happy. Thanks Kirsty!