Ugh. I do not do “recovery” well, apparently. I’m bored. And tired. And bored. And too damn tired to do much.
I made a thing today – a little needle book with some wool felt, thread and beads. It’s a totally lopsided, wonky, not quite right thing that I winged my way through without directions, but I absolutely LOVE it. Those dichroic glass buttons came from a knitting swap about a decade ago, I’ve had them in my button box forever, and finally found something to use them in. I don’t remember who gave them to me, but, whoever you are, thank you! They were the perfect thing!
So in this whole “recovery” thing, I’m just going to give myself 2 weeks off to not worry about making stuff for the shop, to just sink into recovery and getting better. I’m going to rest and stitch things that are delightful to me. I feel a little guilty about it. But I think maybe it’ll be good for me. 2 weeks of no conflict creative exploration.
Also? I’d freaking KILL for a stack of Roscoe’s waffles with some creamery butter and fried chicken. Or a big bowl of Pad Thai. A plate of nachos wouldn’t go amiss either. Or a Chipotle burrito with extra queso.
Sadly these things are not on my new lower-in-animal-fat, post-wake-up-call, plant based, healthier for me, plan for eating. At least not for a few months, anyway.