Should Have Listened to Myself

I am a big fan of anything Park Bo Young does, but I hesitated to watch Daily Dose of Sunshine on Netflix, as it's a story about a nurse who transfers to a psychiatric unit, which is the role Bo Young plays. I don't like these kinds of series because I'm not a fan of mental disorder drama as entertainment. It also starred Yeon Woo-jin as a doctor with a mild case of OCD as the male lead, but I still haven't quite recovered from watching My Shy Boss, the last thing I saw him (that series really upset me by how it handled the entire concept of being shy.) Still, I'm always willing to give potentially problematic shows a one-episode watch to see if I'm wrong, so I watched it and decided to give it a go.

It's a well-acted and interesting series, and I think all the actors did a stellar job with their roles, especially Woo-jin, who had a particularly tough characterization to act. He made it work. The patients and staff go through fairly limited situations drama-wise, as you really can't show people what actually goes on in a psychiatric unit (trust me, you don't want to know.) Park Bo Young's challenge was to make the lead female character realistic, and I think she did a pretty good job with it.

Where I get into the realm of mixed feelings is the storyline itself. Yes, I think psychiatric nurses are probably one of the most hard-working and yet entirely unappreciated medical professionals out there (pediatric oncology nurses are another bunch who don't get the recognition they deserve.) Showing what they have to deal with to treat their patients is important so that people understand -- especially anyone thinking of working in this field. Yet I still don't find any of that entertaining. For me the series was often intensely depressing, especially when everything that happens is completely understandable and realistic and yet drags on and on and on. I wish they had devoted at least as much time to the romance (which is like a blip) as they did the lead female's major conflict.

Anyway, if you like this kind of series then it's probably the best I've seen in psychiatric drama, but don't watch it when you're depressed. Also there are many, many triggers in this series that could be hard for folks dealing with their own challenges to handle, including suicide, self-harm and several personality disorders that are realistically acted out. Available on Netflix.

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Downsizing

This was my fabric stash once I sorted everything -- 22 full bins. I spent a day taking out and boxing up what I could part with, with the goal of trying to reduce it by half, so I'd have 11 bins. I was very strict with myself, and removed everything that for one reason or another I was sure I wouldn't be able to use. This is what I ended up with -- 12 bins of fabric that I'm keeping. It's not quite half, but close enough. Half of what I took out went to a local quilter friend, a school and Goodwill. These four tightly-packed bins will be going to the local quilting guild once I make arrangements with them for a drop-off place. I am relieved and a little sad and now determined to control my impulses to thrift more fabric. I don't want to do this again, so until I use up six bins, I can't for any reason bring any new fabric into the house.

In Progress

I promised myself I would show you the good, bad and ugly of my cleaning this year. This is what it looks like when you dump thirty years' worth of stashed fabric on the floor -- and oy, what a pain in the butt to pick up again! This is what it looks like after it's been sorted, folded and placed in containers, which took me about a week. Now the hard part is to downsize my stash by at least half, I think (that's my goal, anyway.) I've already e-mailed the president of the local quilting guild, a local friend who is a quilter, and a public school art teacher I know to see if I can donate some of the excess to them. The rest will go to Goodwill. Already I've reduced my vintage textiles from two bins to one, and my scraps from three bins to one. It's probably the hardest clean-out I've done, which is why I saved it until last. I know I have too much fabric, more than I can use in my lifetime -- but at the same time, I love it. So I have to

Other Stashes

Along with clearing out the spare bedroom and tidying my office and our guest bedroom, I decided to reorganize some of my stashes. This is all the yarn I have on hand, sorted by color. It looks like a lot, but lately I've been using up a minimum of half a bin every month, so this is approximately a year's supply. All of my solid color cotton perle thread. I go through a lot of this every year, too. I need a container in which I can fit all of it together, but I haven't found the right one yet. I won't show you all of my fabric -- I'm still reorganizing this stash -- but I went through everything and donated two bins of fabric I won't need to the local quilter's guild.

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