Hindsight is 20/20
For those that read my original blog, before I moved it over from wordpress in 2019, this is the time in the story/Eve’s life where I broke off the engagement between she and Cole.
At the time, I had several reasons for doing this; work-related, health related, and doll-obsessed-person related.
Not only had I been in the process of switching jobs, with one of the new job’s requirements being periodic travel, I also suffered a severe knee injury. With the job, I knew they wanted to send me stateside at some point, which meant Eve’s backdrop would change (because I wasn’t going to ship her entire diorama if it was just a few months). I figured I’d put her in an apartment or some such, say she was finding a new place, etc. No biggie.
Then I severely damaged my knee. Which, long story short, ended up needing three surgeries and ages of physical therapy to recover from. As I’m posting this in the early autumn of 2019 - having decided to start blogging again - I can tell you that I’ve mostly recovered, though it still requires careful maintenance at the gym and a lot of yoga-ish stretching on a regular basis. While all of this was happening, it was not a very active time for me, unless you count doctor’s appointments, hospital stays, and physical therapy.
Despite having taken pictures in advance (I usually tried to get photos a week or so ahead of time), I found that, when mid-July rolled around, I had exactly three more posts before I was out of content! I was still unable to sit at the computer for any length of time (knee not elevated = very painful) and, at the time, my diorama was on my computer desk and had to be put away between pictures. To say it sucked would be putting it mildly.
My hubby said he was okay with helping me take pictures, but we’re both control freaks and he retracted his offer of assistance after just one attempted photo shoot. Oops.
In the end, he was able to set up a tripod for me, in advance, and I’d hobble over to the makeshift diorama, snap some pictures, yank out the SD card, hobble back to my laptop to check them…it was a whole thing. So, if you notice I’m switching between phone and nikon, that’s why ;) I did my best, though, somehow muddling through.
In addition to my professional career and health concerns, there was another, doll-obsessed reason for wanting to break poor Eve’s little heart. And yes, I feel terribly guilty about doing that, considering everything that followed. You see, I’d reached out to Betty to make a new male doll for me that I felt suited her more than Cole did, and I wanted the two of them to become an item. How could they, if Eve was with Cole? Nicholai was never introduced on the original blog, but I’ll be remedying that (and linking once the post is up), as I had taken pictures of him before everything went to pot.
It made sense to me at the time to simply break their engagement. It would give “Eve” an excuse to take a brief hiatus from blogging (in-character), while I (out of character, obviously) focused on recovery.
However, hindsight is 20/20 and, not too long after Halloween, everything went downhill in the worst possible way. That’s an entirely different post, and I promise you details when we get to that point. Now, because I know things are going to go the way they did, this time around - even though it means rewriting content like a crazy person - I’m going to change history.
Eve’s history.
How often do we actually get the chance to do that?
This time around, Eve and Cole are going to continue their engagement. There’s no need to break my doll’s hearts before what’s coming (sigh). I know that sounds terribly morbid, and when you hear the story, you’ll know why. Until then, you’ll just have to stick around and see what happens.
