Either work is busy and driving me insane, or it's quiet and I can't wait to get home so I can do stuff. The limbo in between is reserved for a special kind of madness.
I'm currently starting to specialise in FAT (Functional acceptance testing) which is a whole different ballpark. If validation is snooker, then FAT is boxing. VAL has a lot to do with math, logic, and smart remarks mady by witty men. FAT is a matter of bludgeoning a developer until he releases your fix, or until the bell rings that it's the end, it's all over, on to the next milestone/match.
And yes, you may quote me on that.
Meanwhile, the weekend was busy yet good. In between bouts of activity I arranged some important stuff -- my mother's quilt fabrics spring to mind -- and got some time for the other important handiwork as well. Nothing's quite as depressing as buying a pair of jeans and having to lengthen the legs. I guess not many people know you actually can. Even with this small rolled hem it had I managed to add nearly 4 centimeters to the leg, only the white stonebleached rim of the old hem betraying my handiwork and the false hem I made with bias-tape. (I'm guessing it's called that)
I also ordered some stuff from Bol.com, the Dutch equivalent of Amazon. This quilting book has been on my wish list since I ever saw "Ink", a lovely One Block Wonder quilt on
quilting. I've got two lovely fabrics no doubt very appropriate for the technique. Since I was ordering stuff there anyway, I also picked up Sarah Bettens' cd "Never Say Goodbye" and made myself a wish-list for my birthday. The Janet Arnolds books are high on it.
Meanwhile, the atelier feels like it's covered in a small layer of sand, gritty stuff everywhere on my desks. Whether it's from the dryer or because I worked on my new jeans I don't know. Perhaps the sand backyard (soon to be concrete) has something to do with it. Nothing for it then a long, good cleaning, I guess.
Tonight will see me at Sogeti Amersfoort for a course on reading quickly. Doing courses is sort of obligatory, nay, expected. Even doing stupid courses that can help me develop myself personally in stead of professionally will look good on my record sheet. I look forward to the train trips, since I brought my maille. I really need to pick up some cards from Steelweaver -- people are often very interested in what I do, and where they can buy the rings.
And I'm already looking forward to the weekend. I'll have so much fun things to do, and the elbow-space I love to have since NoKey will be off at Lextalionis. It'll be lonely... but I hope to make some headway on these fun projects.
I'm currently starting to specialise in FAT (Functional acceptance testing) which is a whole different ballpark. If validation is snooker, then FAT is boxing. VAL has a lot to do with math, logic, and smart remarks mady by witty men. FAT is a matter of bludgeoning a developer until he releases your fix, or until the bell rings that it's the end, it's all over, on to the next milestone/match.
And yes, you may quote me on that.
Meanwhile, the weekend was busy yet good. In between bouts of activity I arranged some important stuff -- my mother's quilt fabrics spring to mind -- and got some time for the other important handiwork as well. Nothing's quite as depressing as buying a pair of jeans and having to lengthen the legs. I guess not many people know you actually can. Even with this small rolled hem it had I managed to add nearly 4 centimeters to the leg, only the white stonebleached rim of the old hem betraying my handiwork and the false hem I made with bias-tape. (I'm guessing it's called that)
I also ordered some stuff from Bol.com, the Dutch equivalent of Amazon. This quilting book has been on my wish list since I ever saw "Ink", a lovely One Block Wonder quilt on
Meanwhile, the atelier feels like it's covered in a small layer of sand, gritty stuff everywhere on my desks. Whether it's from the dryer or because I worked on my new jeans I don't know. Perhaps the sand backyard (soon to be concrete) has something to do with it. Nothing for it then a long, good cleaning, I guess.
Tonight will see me at Sogeti Amersfoort for a course on reading quickly. Doing courses is sort of obligatory, nay, expected. Even doing stupid courses that can help me develop myself personally in stead of professionally will look good on my record sheet. I look forward to the train trips, since I brought my maille. I really need to pick up some cards from Steelweaver -- people are often very interested in what I do, and where they can buy the rings.
And I'm already looking forward to the weekend. I'll have so much fun things to do, and the elbow-space I love to have since NoKey will be off at Lextalionis. It'll be lonely... but I hope to make some headway on these fun projects.
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Date: 2010-02-08 10:13 am (UTC)I cant wait to see what other quilts you come up with. Judging from the fabric, your mothers quilt is going to be gorgeous.
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Date: 2010-02-08 10:57 am (UTC)