She’d also sewn all her own clothes

Yesterday I sewed the French seam on the other side of the pj pants, and
hand-felled the raw edges on the pocket openings. They’re now ready for
waistband and hem. Vor Game is in intrigue land, which I like better.

At work I successfully separated some of the hard-coded ties I identified
on Thursday, learned about proxy models in Django, and made Reference
dereferencing work. I went to therapy and had a short session since
everything is going pretty well. We did remark on how different my hobbies
are from my day job even though I live both. I hypothesized that this
contributes to my continued grad school allergy. I resist the passionate
pursuit of a single topic.

P is stressed and hackly about Problematic Student, but we were able to
recontextualize some of it through talking about it. They’re struggling
with everything, not just his class; it isn’t personal.

The last seed order arrived, and some additional swatches from Nick of Time
arrived (late, but they’re uninteresting so that’s fine). Some replacement
parts for the chair arrived too but they’re the wrong ones. I quickly went
through all the seeds and I somehow ended up with large packets of peas and
beans but only a small packet of elka poppies, instead of the other way
around. It matches the packing list, so I’ll have to check the order email
and maybe re-order the poppies.

Dinner, crossword, Heart.

Dreamt a fascinating black woman had designed my grandparents’ house.