Source Materials

I really wish that I could find a source for this image. All the pinterest links just go back to images, or another pinterest link, no source.

But I love it.

So, whoever made this: THANK YOU!

Oh, and by the way. I ship Johnlock. Don't believe it will ever happen. But I ship it hard.

A question and something I totally want

Just a question to the ether. Writers: do you ever find that your character's have decided you're really not who they want to talk to at the moment? I find myself reduced to listening to them having conversations with each other....and hoping I don't miss any of it. It seems to be happening quite independently of, well, me.

And I totally want this bag.

To the bag

Using Up My Luck

I'm buying a house. Yup, inspections in a week.

Although...I will celebrate when I have the keys in hand. Planning before, but no champagne. We tried to buy a house a few years ago as well. That didn't work out as well. You know why first time home owners can't buy a freaking house? Because contractors come in and use cash to buy up anything in their price range.

But, yes, on luck. I am a big believer in luck. And protection. I'm a bit of a protections witch I suppose. I have amulets near my doors. A cricket on my hearth. If I wore loafers, I'd definitely stick pennies in them. Mint is for your garden gate. Small mirrors along the garden path look nice and reflect all bad things back where they came from. And no matter what else are the reputed properties of sage, it smells wonderful and fills the space with freshness. (and mosquitoes don't like it either)

I like to keep my options open. I'm not otherwise religious. At all. But I love to see the similarities in the amulets from all over the world. It is so interesting to see how different cultures continents away from each other somehow managed to cling to the same symbols.

That being said, you get the luck you get. I am wearing my eye bracelet and my luck penny, grounded in copper and blue. But it all balances out. The house is going well. Remarkably well. But I walked straight into a coffee table and broke my toe rather badly. It hurts like crazy. Over the past few days, the bruising has changed color twice and is now starting to spread further up my foot. I can't help but walk on it. I walk most of the day at my job, but the time I spend sitting feels no better. I do wish I hadn't broken it.

But I'd rather have the house.