There was sun today, but it was still COLD.
Damn, I am sick of the cold. I so long for warm weather. I can hardly stand it.
Miss Puss kept me company. I tried to imagine myself sleeping in the sun somewhere. I wonder what she is dreaming of. She is always so content.
We could learn a lot from cats.
Miss Bubbalee is eating like she knows her confinement is close. She is quite large, and she is also very skittish. I have debated trying to catch her, and keep her in an upstairs bedroom with her kittens. Somehow, it doesn't feel quite right. And I don't think she is going to cooperate anyway.
I was alone today, so I worked on some "Walkin' on Sunshine" rugs, since I have none.
All this color is the next best thing to SUN.
I wove FIVE of these today, 2'x3', and put them on my web site. I should have started some spring cleaning, but that takes a particular kind of motivation, and I didn't have any of it.
It seems like we are caught in a time warp, one where it is winter all the time. It makes me want to sleep, and forget about it. It's a blah feeling, and I don't like it.
I want to get my bicula out, and ride home from the studio some afternoon. It's only 11 miles, I can do that, can't I??
I told DH he will have to stand by, in case I call him to come fetch me.
My brain is so young, my body is so old. What a dilemma.