Monday, May 2, 2011

Two North

Last week was a doozy. Every single UN-fun emotion that there is be felt.... I felt it. Twice. Going down and then coming back up again, one could say. The only thing I can do is just hug everyone. Thankfully I haven't yet succumbed to hugging strangers.

But that's all I have to say about that.

Since it was, and still is to a degree, sad panda times, I turned to my handy glue gun to help get me out of the blues. I used to eat my way through all of my emotions. Now I just hot glue something to them.

I don't have an apartment number decal/sign/sticker. Neither do my across-the-hall neighbors. This really confuses the Jimmy John's guy. The same day that I found my old violin song book, I also found a decorative letter N. A wood cut out, colorfully painted in circles and dots. My friend Becky had attached it to a present she gave me last year. My neighbor's number is "2N" and saw this as a happy little convergence of re-use possibilities, buttons and a hot glue gun.

So I made a little plaque to hang on their door and I marched across the hallway, my heart filled with joy and other creative juices. As I knocked I was suddenly seized with the fear that they might not LIKE what I had made them. I had made an arts and craft project for them that ranks slightly above "macaroni art." And it was in primary colors and circles to boot.

My neighbors welcome mat is gray with black silhouettes of leaf-less trees, which suggests the "welcome" you are getting might be a little grim. And Haunted. Also, they have handprint decals on their front windows. They're red. And are "dripping/running."

As she opened her door, I lost faith in my buttons. I had realized, too late, that everyone might not like my buttons hot glued to shit as much as I do. I tried to be all nonchalant about this random home made present, insisting that it was just something I can't help... a sickness. She was concerned that I had spent money on the supplies.

"Oh no, I didn't buy anything. Doesn't everyone have a box of random crafty-items?"

She said that she did as well and thanked me. I checked later that day and it hadn't been hung. I ALMOST knocked and apologized for the silly thing and wanted to explain that I was just REALLY sad and making and then sharing the sign had made me feel better... and to please forgive me and don't tell the landlord that I'm weird.

I came home today...


Thanks N&M!

1 comment:

LeoBrito13 said...

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http://bizzarebloggin.blogspot.com/2011/05/bin-ladens-death-may-be-fake.html