My To Do list is over flowing and I have deadlines to meet but I stopped all that and began cutting out squares for my quilt.
And it feels good.
I am not planning it as an "art piece". I don't want that kind of pressure. I want to play, to use my hands, to forget about everything else.
Maybe tomorrow I will make a couple of bobbins and try sewing a few squares together.
I am still hoping for snow.
Things are improving on the shingles front. I still have rash and surprising nerve twinges in my arm but daily its better.
We are living in a mess. We have had to empty all the closets and move furniture because workmen are installing carpet in the upstairs bedrooms on Monday.
I wanted this. Jim and I voluntarily walked into the store, selected it and made the appointment.
But I was not ready to face all the stuff that has accumulated in our closets.
This is purely Fibber McGee - anyone else remember how at least once once on that old radio program Fibber McGee and Molly someone would open the front hall closet and you'd hear the avalance as the stuff fell out.
It was ridiculous and everyone laughed. I am not laughing. To tell you the truth I did not realize our closets were big enough to hold all this stuff.
I have set aside small bags of discards but its not enough to make a difference.
Tomorrow I have to get REAL about this.