520 cranes and I'm the lucky winner of a foot disease!

We have officially passed the halfway point of our crane project. Yesterday was partially spent stringing cranes and hanging them, so we've got 300 of them up already. We were originally going to put spaces in between each crane like the mobile in the East West Bookshop, but our house doesn't have ceilings that tall, so it would be yanked down by kitties in short order. We therefore went with the cranes all together, and I think it still looks cool. We did the inner ring first, and we're starting on the outer.

Kinda looks like a mushroom with arms.

In the middle you're looking at 250 cranes, as there are 30 spokes total on the parasol and for the inner circle we did every third spoke. The two on the outside total 50. Each string has 25 cranes on it, no matter where it is located. For the outside of the parasol, we will be stringing them on every spoke, and we need to keep them balanced, so we'll be doing them in pairs. I'm eager to see how this looks when we're finished!

In other news, I seem to have stressed myself into some sort of foot condition. The bottoms of both my feet have strange tiny blisters inside of them, only on the arches, and they ITCH like no one's business. The blisters being inside my skin kind of makes me look like I have a weird type of Swiss cheese for feet, and it's fairly off-putting. I looked it up, and it appears to be a type of eczema called pompholyx. Apparently this affects something like 1:5000 people. I can't win a cake at a raffle, but I can win a disease? Awesome.

Fortunately my case seems to be minor (most of the pictures I found are hideous), and I've been dosing myself with anti-allergy meds and anti-itch cream to make my feet feel better. They mostly work, and I'm just waiting for it to go away. Apparently there is no cure, they're not sure why it even happens (although stress is supposed to be a factor), and there really isn't much to be done about it except what I'm already doing, with the anti-itch stuff and just waiting it out.

Sigh.

We finally managed to see The Avengers this weekend, and now that my hearing has recovered I will be writing up a review. Probably tomorrow, but possibly today if I get really ambitious. While watching it, I sort of felt myself empathizing (ever so vaguely) with the Hulk. It's really bullshit, this foot thing. I apparently can't even let myself feel anxious or I get weird physical conditions. I already had problems with other emotions, thanks to the borderline, and I'm getting better at dealing with those, but here's yet another one. It seems that emotions and I don't really get along very well.

Obviously I was meant to be an android. It's the only explanation.