Everyone converging on the grocery store......milk, bread, toilet paper.
Well, I’m good really.......have plenty of almond and coconut milk, have plenty of ingredients to whip up some bread, and I buy toilet paper online and have it delivered 27 rolls at a time, so I’m good there, too.
I may go to the store, just to have some items to make soup with....but that’s about all the preparation I’m going to make.
I did not send the email. I believe the friendship was better in my head than the flawed, real life version. Plus I opt for no drama.......and sending it opens that drama door.
We all have moments of feeling lonely, don’t we? Even, or more so, with people around.
I think getting older definitely has it’s lonely moments. On one hand, getting older is freedom from worrying about how you look, what you’re wearing, other people’s opinions, and other people’s rules.
But your children are grown with their own lives, people you know die, go south for the winter, move away......or grow old in a way that changes everything.
Sometimes I worry that Naya is over bonded with me.....she can’t be too far from me ever, and if I leave for any length of time, when I come back, she is sitting by the back door waiting, no matter how long I’ve been gone.
But on the other hand, she is company, companionship, my 24 hour compadre. I can’t imagine my life without her.
Every day we walk, even though my right hip is ALIVE with tendonitis from weaving on that old Union Custom upstairs. We walk, I moan and groan, but we walk. It will be such a treat to walk in nice weather.
The Union needs a make over. I am considering a couple of things. First I may just flip the treadles around ...attach them at the front of the loom, instead of the back.....which may may treadling easier, without raising your hips....and if that doesn’t work, I may try to convert it to a loom like the Rio Grande walking loom. Stay tuned for that reveal. Ha!
The OctaDO is lovely, now that I have worked the kinks out........no treadling there either..... just the one bar that you step on......up....down.....period. I have a narrow, bamboo scarf warp on it, more to acclimate myself to the loom than anything.
Lois is weaving wool silk in vibrant turquoise on her hand dyed bamboo warp on the Baby Wolf, her fave loom.
And I’m weaving towels from my cotton stash on the AVL.......trying to get our towel stock back up to 150. What a way to get through January.eh?
Every night I brace myself for my trip outside to the hot tub......always worth it, by the way.
I am amazed, every time, at the busy sky overhead. It’s not just that our lives are full and overscheduled.....our skies are indicative of the crazy world we live in.
If you doubt it, go to www.flightradar24.com. Omg. You will not believe how many planes there are flying around our earth.....why does no one ever mention that particular pollution? How can that NOT be a factor? It truly boggles the mind.
It makes me feel that to find real peace and quiet and serenity in this world, you have to work at it.
I’m on it.