I find myself melancholy today. A sharp wind is hurling icy rain against the windows and no one is coming to the museum, and no matter how high I crank the ancient thermostat, I am chilled to the bone. I imagine a jolly crackling fire in the beautiful old parlor stove, pitch pine snapping and filling the air with resinous smoke... I think one of the saddest things about my job is having to see things go unused. Its different in the tourist season, when people come pouring in to ooh and ahh over all the lovely old things, full of questions and amazement that this was once how people lived, but in the winter, they go unloved, and everything seems drab and forlorn. My cold has settled in, and as I sit here typing away with my right nostril relentlessly dripping, I can only think how lovely it will be to close up the museum and hurry home to my cozy little house where there are extra sweaters and hot cups of thera-flu and snuggly kitties. Here are a few dreamy little tidbits I found on Etsy to pass the time. The shops are linked through the captions. Oh, how I wish I had antlers.
I know, I know, I would probably feel a little better if I hadn't gone out last night, but it was so worth it! The Led Zeppelin Carolers were wicked fun. If you're wondering how that works, they took Led Zeppelin songs and tweaked the lyrics so that they were about Christmas, then belted them out with an accordion, a ukulele, a mandolin, and some drums. Epic, yet darling. I didn't expect to have half as much fun as I ended up having, but the music was great and there were some lovely people at the show. I threw together a pretty amazing outfit last minute involving a lace blouse and my vintage fur, and spent the whole night laughing as people asked if they could pet me. Want to make interesting new friends? Be fluffy. Photos tomorrow; today I only want to be glum and wistful.