But not today.
Upon getting home I kinda, sorta, crashed. Despite my best intentions, I have not accomplished what I need to do and energy is just not there. So I’ve spent way too much time vegging.
Today is fraught with taking mom to a medical appointment, then a long awaited lunch with a friend, then mad dash to the annex to select the stuff for the guild sale tomorrow, then drag everything up the 23 stairs to the guild room. (I don’t know if it’s 23 steps – it’s longer than a ‘normal’ staircase. I may exaggerate for emphasis.)
I did manage to dress the small loom with a place mat warp yesterday. It’s an order, but I told the customer that they would not be ready in time for Xmas. Still, I’d like to cross that off my list. I also got the big loom sleyed, tied up and even wove one shawl. And pulled weft for the next ones. Even wound bobbins!
There have been additional stressers since getting home – dear friends with sudden medical emergencies, deaths and grieving to deal with. In other words, Life, writ large.
So, my intention to begin writing in earnest this week has been postponed to next week. By then I’m hoping I will have more mental acuity, current crisis’ will be dulled if not over, that I will be able to focus instead of…squirrel!
The guild sale begins tomorrow at 10 am until 4 pm, rinse, repeat on Sunday. I have Larry (Canadian Production Wheel) and a bucket of batts to spin. I will also bring knitting for when I need a break from spinning. If I were really energetic, I would get my lace cushion organized, but I don’t think I’m quite ready for that.
I also bought a bunch of new jigsaw puzzles. Well, they were on sale, how could I not? So I’ve promised myself that as soon as I get my ledger sorted out and the provincial sales tax remitted I will set out the puzzle mat and take some time to fiddle with bits of coloured cardboard.
Currently reading Madder Crimson by Tyler Enfield (which is strange in an interesting way and I like his use of language)