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Crafting Is Total Bullshit

Okay, look at this.

Cute, right? With the clouds, and the silver raindrops.

The clouds are made of gray and white card stock, taped and glued to bamboo embroidery hoops. The rain drops are silver card stock, weighted with metal washers and hung on clear beading fishing line.

I made this. I didn’t follow a pattern or whatever, so I wasn’t going off any sort of instructions. I’m guessing there are similar ideas out there. I just bought the materials and had a vague idea how this was all going to come together. I’m sort of a crafty person. I feel pretty comfortable making crafty shit.

But I have to tell you…I honestly hated almost every second of making this thing. The whole time, I was silently cursing myself for getting myself wrapped up in this project. I knew it was going to be tedious, and most of the time, I actually sort of like brainless, time-consuming tasks. Especially now, when I only have half a brain.

This time, however, as I sat and assembled this mobile, I thought about how this is not how a grown woman should spend her goddamned time. Yes, I am nesting. Yes, I’m making a cute thing for my kids. Yes, it was a calm, peaceful activity that kept me stationary while I’m supposed to be on bed rest.

I thought about The Crafting Industry. And it is an Industry. All the stores, all the websites, all the design magazines, all the “craft porn,” the celebrities, the whole culture. It’s a big huge thing. People spend a lot of time and money on this stuff.

It’s pretty. Some of it, anyway. Some of it is god awful, or super fricken tacky. But in general, as human beings, we like pretty things. Not just women. We like useful items. We like design. We like objects that fulfill a purpose.

And we like making stuff, right? It’s soothing to our souls. We like to make pretty things. We like to build. It’s a civilized activity. I would consider myself a crafty person. I make crafty stuff.

But as I sat there, making this pretty thing to decorate our kids’ room, I couldn’t shake the feeling of being so goddamned privileged. And goofy. What an indulgent, silly thing. The only reason I could sit there and spend an inordinate amount of time on this bullshit crafty project is that I happen to have a husband that works full time, and I happen to be a goddamned housewife.

Ah. You see? I’m complaining about crafting, and risking raising the ire of the crafting mafia. But what I’m really struggling with is how useless I feel. I’m not even a “good” housewife right now, because I can’t really maintain the house at all. Dave works, comes home, makes dinner, does dishes, and draws me a cool foot soak for me to dip my swollen toesies in. He yells at me if I try to do stuff around the house. He does all the other little fix-it stuff I would normally do. In all, I am so, so , so lucky to have been impregnated by this man.

Okay? I know, I know, I know, I’m all pregnant and shit. I’m pregnant with twins. We’re close to the end. They could come any time at this point. So I’m not supposed to be doing anything. My job is to gestate. And to be perfectly honest, it sucks. Do you know how hard it is for an anxiety prone, guilt driven, futzy nervous energy person like me to sit still and gestate?

I am much, much better at taking care of things, than being taken care of. Seeing Dave do all this stuff makes me want to reciprocate, it makes me want to do my share. I want to contribute.

Making a pretty mobile just doesn’t seem to cut it for me. So, great, it makes the room sort of sparkly. It will help develop our sons’ valuable looking skills.

The original plan was for me to make two of them, to hang over each crib. But, fuck that. The boys are going to start learning to share early.

Comments

  1. Jill Donnelly says:

    I think you must be nearly going crazy from all of this because I kept thinking you were going one way with your rant and then it would turn around and go another way! I usually find that you normally rant in an orderly fashion. :D

    I do so hope that you can sink into the moment and allow Dave his moment of being able to help you and your boys. I bet he feels pretty helpless watching you go through all this. Guys are fixers right? They want to DO something to make things better.

    I’m just a suburban Portlander who has been reading your blog since forever ago it feels like. I feel silly saying anything at all, you don’t even know me! You should just friend me on Facebook. ha!

    You’re right, spending time crafting and making a mobile…very first world interests and all that. Whatever, live YOUR life. You do it well.

    I’m cheering for the four of you here in Tigard!!!!!

    • Jill, I actually have many ways I could expand on this, all long enough to be separate blog posts. In reality, I’m scared of the crafty mafia and I don’t want to get yarn bombed or stabbed with knitting needles, etc.

      • Jill Donnelly says:

        Indeed!, and Martha Stewart must be the crafting Mafia Queen so whoa, the things she could do with a bone paper folder…. do NOT get them started!

  2. Meredith says:

    Cute! They’ll love it when the breeze blows and they can watch it.

  3. Aunty Laurie says:

    I Really Like this Jill girl can we keep her??? I’m really glad you have this blog to vent, cuz I think you would explode otherwise!!! And I AGREE with Jill, guys are fixers! It is Hard for Dave right now, but not because (as you think) he’s doing so much, Because HE LOVES YOU!!! Your UNCOMFORTABLE,and Hurting, and YOU!!!! Really are DOING THE HARD JOB Right now! Believe me when I say, He LOVES YOU More Than Life Itself, BUT He Would NEVERRRRR trade places with you in a million years! LET Him Do the DISHES!!! Love You Guys!!!!
    PS LOVE the Mobile, it was time Well spent!

  4. I love the headline and I agree. Have you seen the commercial for that new TLC “reality” TV show, Crafting Wars? As soon as I saw those commercials I was like, NOW they’ve taken reality TV and those stupid competition shows too far.

    But while I can totally understand (actually, I can’t, cause I’m a lazy SOB who dreams of being a SAHW minus the kids) why you are sick of bed rest and Dave handling things on the homestead, I do hope you can enjoy it a bit before you NEVER get to relax again. ;)

    Stay well!

  5. I just found your blog today when looking for ideas to make my own baby gym because I hate all the plastic nasty shit out there. I have to say, thank you! Your blog is refreshing and you seem to be a girl after my own fucking heart! Thanks for the laughs and the useful ideas

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