But I didn't.
I totally turned my back on all of that.
Instead, I searched my stash of thread, and came up with a combination that I liked, and hauled it upstairs to my Macomber loom.
Before long, I had the spools all wound, and was ready to wind some warp.
It is a mix of different colors, different fibers, just my cuppa tea.
Very soon, it was looking good.
I plan on making some shawls, maybe some ruanas.
The other cats came and went, but Miss Puss stayed with me the whole time, making sure I did what I was supposed to .
By mid afternoon, I was weaving. I love it when a plan comes together.
I listened to NPR, and the day just flew by.
I listened to a lot of things, including the President's talk about the state of the economy.
The thing that stuck with me at the end of the day was one sentence, from a show about the meaning of the soul.
'We are not physical beings having a spiritual experience, but we are spiritual beings having a physical experience.'
I am still chewing on that one.
This photo is not the best. But it made me think when I saw it on the screen. It reminds me of life. Sometimes it's blurry up close, and blurry way far out. But there is a place, somewhere in the middle, that everything is crystal clear.
Back to real work tomorrow.