do you ever feel like each time you make progress or think you're making progress, you all of a sudden find that you're taking several steps back? that's the story of my life these days. every time i think i'm getting somewhere or see some glimmers of hope, i'm knocked back a few paces and have to start all over again. it's so frustrating. and exhausting. and disheartening.
i feel like i'm stuck in quicksand. and i've been slowly sinking for a while. but i wasn't worried, because i saw these swinging vines and they were swinging close to me and i was pretty sure i would catch one and it would pull me out. but then the vines were cut or stopped swinging and i kept sinking. every now and then, someone throws one my way. i reach out to grab it. sometimes my fingers just touch it. other times i even get a full grasp on it and start to pull myself out. but then the vine snaps. or someone cuts it. and i'm back where i was--sinking in the quicksand.
the eggs in the picture above are psyanky or ukrainian easter eggs [those two were decorated by allison]. i set up all the dyes and hot wax and kitskas to decorate eggs last weekend. and i spent several hours decorating one. but then i accidentally broke it this week. it figures.