I don’t know if you know the Larkins, of The Darling Buds of May, by H.E. Bates (also several TV series,) but Pop Larkin notes that Ma is ‘blah-zee’ and needs a break from things. Today, I feel definitely blahzee.
We’ve had a pretty wild bit of time since the holidays. We went to Boston and back on the train shortly after New Years; we continue to witness the unraveling of our country under the new administration; we had about half the interior of our house and part of the exterior painted, which of course required total dismantling of all of the house; and we got an 8-week old yellow lab puppy.
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Yes, he’s adorable, but he also can be a handful! |
On top of all this stress, I completed weaving a tapestry that has been on my Shannock loom for a number of months. This morning, as I was feeling especially blahzee, I realized that this last thing, the completion of a long term creative project, is probably the main reason I am so low in energy and interest in things. I always feel this way after completing a large tapestry. It is a common thing for artists, and some compare it to ‘post partum blues.’
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PS. I looked up the definition of ‘blasé’ which was what Pop was meaning, and it says to be blasé is to be apathetic to pleasure or excitement; to be world weary.
PS2: I am definitely world weary!