Having finished the latest 12 by 12, I knew I needed a change of pace. I took a look at the project I had put aside to work on them. It's been on the design wall where I can see it every time I use the sewing machine, and I've been giving it a lot of thought over the past two weeks. Today I came to a decision, cut it up and threw it in the garbage. Then I tidied the studio while mentally reviewing my "to do" list. I decided to the designing of one of the other pending projects I have, documented in my sketch book. It needed some research, and I started that on the computer, but wasn't the least bit successful finding anything useful. So a trip to the library is indicated. It's closed today. By this time I'm tired, and it's almost time to start cooking supper. After supper, what do I have to do with myself? Nothing. There was no thing that needed doing, nor any thing available to amuse myself.
It's been so long since I had any time off from the studio--where I'm deliciously happy most of the time--that I honestly didn't know what to do with myself. A whole evening ahead of me, and I couldn't think of a thing. So I spent the time evaluating my recent lifestyle,and found it very lacking in social contact, and any sort of activity outside the house. This isn't healthy. something needs to change.