I started spinning in the morning again. Every morning used to have some sort of fiber work (play), but then it just stopped. I stopped, and didn’t realize that I was missing it. It’s been nice to start the day with
Sometimes I just want to sell Knot By Gran’ma, and walk away from it all. Hubs is working 1 day a week, and I just paid myself $1.50 for last week. Surely I could make a better living opening a taco bar… or a brothel; or a taco, brothel bar. It could be called Taco, Taco, Tacos or something. For real. This comes up every year around this time. Everything slows down, and the case of the Pitty Potties comes to visit. I start thinking about selling the thing that makes me happy, because it’s hard and stupid bills… and it’s hard. (I haven’t quit yet, and I really don’t think it would help if I did.) So…
The kids had no school last week. Spring break is usually just that. A break. We don’t go anywhere and this year the weather wasn’t being too cooperative for doing outdoor type activities. At least we didn’t get more than a dusting of snow in the beginning of the week. I asked Dr. Destructo (Kiddo has been swamped with homework and headaches) to draw a monster using yarn or fiber or fiber animals (however he wanted), and I did the same. These are pretty awesome.
What are you doing to keep yourself healthy? Are you a fan of smoothies? Long strolls on the beach? Hiking? Share the ways you are a healthy crocheter (or other kind of person… crocheters aren’t the only ones that can be healthy.). Smoothies are very versatile. You can tweak them to fit your needs pretty easily.
I freaked out a little yesterday. I took my grand (and organized) plan for the year and realized it wasn’t what I wanted to be doing. It was close, but there were bits missing. There was no way I was going to follow through and be happy with what I had planned. Yup. Everything I’ve been planning and working on for the year is pretty much changing somehow. Apparently I was overthinking everything and creating stress by way of some crazy strict schedules that I set for myself. Yeah, no.
Sometimes I’m like that shoemaker. You know, the one who has no shoes. The only difference is I have no hats… and I’m not a shoemaker. I’m a crocheter. It’s kind of the same. The weather has turned, and I need a hat. I’m cold. Apparently I’m so cold that all I did with this hat was play yarn chicken. Yarn chicken is when you may or may not have enough yarn to finish the section(s) that need to be finished. I won these rounds.
My main accomplishment so far this week, is me getting back to spinning. I managed about 56 yards of some Merino yesterday and then started on this angora that I’ve been working on for a while. The staple length is a little shorter than it’s supposed to be, and that’s making it more difficult than it should be. That seems to be a normal thing around here. A little progress is better than no progress at all, right?
I’m a little bit of all over the place this week. The end of school and some unexpected doctor (AND DENTIST!) visits have thrown my original “plans” out, and I’m replacing them with being a little scattered. It’s all good.