Yesterday I took a day ‘off’.
It was a nice enough day, albeit overcast and chilly, but I just didn’t feel like doing anything. The feeling lasted pretty much all day, although I did get the towels I’d wet finished on Wednesday pressed ready to be hemmed. At 4 pm I gathered myself together and went down to the loom to tie on the warp again and generally puttered putting the drying rack away, folding the towels and bringing them upstairs.
I cleared the decks so that I could get weaving again today.
I had blamed the massage treatment for my malaise, as sometimes happens, but it looks like I might have gotten another spider bite. I get one or two bites every summer and while they don’t cause me any particular problems, I don’t feel ‘well’ – tired and zero energy.
And frankly, I have maintained a pretty good routine of working in the studio every day for at least an hour, more often two or more – a day off seemed the proper response.
So I scrolled through the internet, played Scrabble, worked on the puzzle and after dinner hemmed a couple of too-small tea towels, which will be given away to a friend for napkins. Plus she’ll get the one towel from the current warp that had an oopsie. Always good to have friends willing to ‘adopt’ my ‘orphans’.
To be honest, I didn’t even think very much, just had a good wallow.
Today I’m feeling better and the red mark on my leg which I think is the bite location is fading.
Sometimes it is more efficient to just take a day off rather than keep pushing through. My massage therapist’s words came back to me – it’s time to stop pushing. It’s time to listen to my body.
Working on it…
Reading Smoke Bitten by Patricia Briggs