some special days

do you know such special days with so many different things that happen? and then you come back and there are two packets in the mail?
Yesterday I found the stag (or deer? is there a difference?) and the frame. I think there would be perhaps a person who'd love to have these finds in a room she/he lives in. Everything is possible, you can imagine!
Today I've got the sweet apple-notebook, and finally the little Re-ment house and many more Re-ment bits in the mail! Thanks to Carol you wanted me to have a treat like this and thanks to Callsmall who sent the packet to me. A 3-person-swap!

study

Update: the items I used (I forgot the white table, it's a small bowl for dessert)

what's the big idea?

guess, what's the special thing about this scene?


Update: the items I used:

Thank you!

Update: Sorry that I'm so bad with the credits. I found the magazine in the bin and found out, that it was John William Waterhouse who made this painting, it shows Cleopatra.


I want to say thank you all for your caring and good wishes.

Last night I wasn't tired and took this picture I found in a magazin last week. I thought it could be a good kind of wallpaper, but there was no idea how.

I want to show the opposite of the warm wood and the cold metal in this scene. For me it goes together very good.

I'm not so good in history, is it a guardian angel on that painting? For me it is and helps me through the roughness of life - like you.

A warm welcome to all my new followers who visited and subscribed my blog in the last weeks. I'm sorry that I'm no more able to welcome each of you with flowers like in the beginning of my blogging. Take the next flower you see and like as my greetings!

my health - my work - my life

This is for all of you who ask and care:

I'm not physically sick, but have been diagnosed with a disorder I've had my entire life. I was prescriped a medication; the symptoms of the disorder are mostly gone, but now I need to learn to deal with my feelings and sensations in a new way and unlearn all the coping strategies I've applied before that are not helpful anymore.

My colleagues and bosses can't or don't want to support me at work by providing a healthier surrounding for me so it's very hard for me to continue working there. They don't understand that with this new medication, suddenly my problems are very different from those I had before. It is indeed hard to understand, even for me. I have accepted the full-time position only because the alternative was being unemployed - my employer refused to let me work part time. I'll have to see how I'll be getting along now, after all, I'm able to filter sounds better now, concentrate more easily and not let every little thing - a phone ringing, a pencil dropping - bother me. Also, I'm not as exhausted after work as I used to be because it doesn't take so much strength to concentrate now. What I'm experiencing and feeling now isn't always easy, but it makes so much sense and feels right - it's good to finally know what is really wrong with me, and not be falsely diagnosed with depression or burn-out. I may go to a special clinic and learn my way around my new world. I might also find another job again, who knows?

(Excellent translation by: katimus. Isn't it good to have a daughter like this who really understands what's up with me? or to me? or about me? or over me? Oh I hate ...)

I noticed the tic-tac boxes with my mini-eyes yesterday and made some sidetables!

Luxury

What a wonderful surprise

Incredible what happens to me: I got a parcel with some pieces, the sender doesn't want anymore - as a gift. It was anounced to me, but I never thougt to receive such - handmade !!! - treasures.

I was really speechless.

Many thanks to my flickr-friend pinchofpepper, an awesome person!

the blue room

I actually don't like this kind of wooden-furniture for children so much, but MCs use of it made my want to try it in my boxes. Especially the sofa inspired me to make a scene with a cool outfit.
I bought some coloured Klarsichthüllen for the Kaleidoscope-effect and used my building-blocks and cardbox-pillars and styropor.

The collector

The Lekman Box with a new outfit

I took my medicine the fifth day today and I feel much different in situations with noises from more than one source. It is so relaxing to be able to fade out the distracting noises. I think most of the people who are able to fade out cannot understand, what stress it is. To hear nothing or wrong is bad, but to hear too much ist bad too. With the medicine everything is okay and I am calm and not annoyed of the most things, not only depending on noises. I guess, and my doctor is sure, that I will not be so very exhausted after a day of work, because my concentration mustn't be so high. My employer is very glad and will give us a few weeks trial with the medication, and if everything went well, I'll stay for fulltime. If I feel bad with the medication or my body is against it, I'll have to quit my job. But then I propably will get a benefit because of beeing disabled.
I didn't know that all before! It was so good my employer drove me into this. So you can see again: You do not allways know, if it is good or bad, what happens. In this case it was good and I told my employer so. Perhaps there will be another chance for a halftime-job, but now it is good to have the chance to be able to work. I don't want to elide, that the medicine is not without risks.
Sorry, it's a bit long.
Here is my sunday-work, sorry I have no nice story for it, just make your own story in your head, but be quiet not to disturb Doreen, who is sleeping in the bed.