Blooming tea 10

Today we clebrate forbidden romance with a tea named for the most doomed couple ever. Okay, actually I just grabbed one of the 3 marbles I have left and cut it open. I think it was supposed to be green tea with rose, but it really didn't smell like anything. I guess it is pretty emblematic of teenage love. All those young people who feel things very deeply even though they have no clue who they are or what a healthy relationship should look like. This doesn't sound like something written by a cynical woman in her 40s, does it?
Admittedly, I do a lot of strange things. I'll admit I was kind of excited to realize it was Sunday morning and "Obsessive Compulsive Cleaners" was on TV, and I could watch it while cleaning and de-cluttering my bedroom. I'm still working on downsizing my stuff. It turns out that this is really time consuming. I've also been finding a bunch of projects I've been meaning to do for a while, but never got around to until now. Yesterday I made a meditation pillow because I always wanted one. I filled it with stuff I had around the house instead of going out to find buckwheat hulls. It works well enough and cost me nothing but time. Now of course it implies that maybe I should meditate. Or just use it as a fancy throw pillow when I'm not using it for a project that happens to involve sitting on the floor.
The fabric came from a wrap skirt that my mom bought for me because the fabric came from Kenya. It was made for someone tall and skinny, so basically someone who is built opposite of what I am. I'm thinking that I should cut out the third circular motif on the skirt and make it into a large napkin or small table cloth. The problem is that it isn't centered on the fabric, so I have to figure out how I'm going to cut it out to make it work somewhat. The story of my life. I don't have the right thing, but I will make something work. Speaking of not having the right thing, I realized that this is a taller tea ball, tea sculpture, blooming tea...whatever. So I tossed it in a glass instead, and watched the alien emerge.
I'm never sure if I would get better footage if I filmed from the top or the side. Today I'm filming from the top because it was sitting on my cluttered counter. At first I thought it was supposed to be 2 red buds at the top of the columns. Instead one is red, and one is yellow. I'm not sure which is supposed to be Romeo or Juliet. The red one is taller, but the yellow one looks pretty mangy. Perhaps Romeo is kneeling down?
Now to continue going through stuff and deciding what I do and don't like, and even more importantly, letting myself get rid of the stuff I don't like. Hopefully I'll feel less overwhelmed by life once I get rid of the overwhelming clutter and stuff.

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  1. Sorry, but I'm cluttercore through and through. I hope decluttering makes you feel better, though. (Places that are too neat just make me bored.)

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    1. I know part of the reason for this is that I'm stuck on the treadmill of moving apartments every few years. There is no such thing as a decent landlord, at least not in this area.

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