Last night's Criminal Minds made me cry.
It's not their fault, they had no way of knowing that seeing the closeup of the white goo in a syringe and going down an IV tube (a murderer was executed on last night's episode
) would flash me back to when Aries passed on. I completely lost it.
Last night, I heard Aries coming down the stairs again. I turned to Mark and said, please tell me you heard Aries coming down the stairs
. He said he thought it was Morrigan. Morrigan doesn't make *that*
particular sound when she comes down the stairs.
A few days ago, I turned to him and said I swore Morrigan was sitting behind me, because something just pawed at my chair seat like they wanted up on my desk or in my lap.
It's been a rough week. Not as rough as the week before, because Aries' ashes came home Monday- they were put with Max's in the same beautiful urn handmade by Urns over on Etsy
- the same person who made Dante's urn as well, with Rosemary for remembrance and Catnip for both of them. Then it was sealed up. There was likely room for Morrigan when it's her time, but we'd already decided it was more fitting that this one have just Aries and Max and the next have Morrigan and Caena.
I've been doing a lot of little projects lately, trying to keep busy and not think so much. Sometimes it works, other times, not so much.
So I’ve been weaving shells for dice bags
to keep myself occupied and to try to stop thinking Those Thoughts so much.
The two large red/gold ones are for Yule gifts. The smaller one was subsequently claimed by Mark.
Finished half size dice bag that Mark claimed.
Other dice bag shells that I did this past week and a half. One of the green, one of the red/grey and the blue are for Yule gifts. The rest are up for grabs when they’re finished. Otherwise, they'll go in the stash for Mysticon 2016.
Yeah, I'm hoping to do a merchandise table there. We'll see.