A week ago, A judge lectured all the attorneys in a case to cool down, and start helping our clients in a case instead of keeping everyone all riled up. On the walk back to the office, I did some thinking about how I could have handled myself differently in this case recently. I thought that maybe I needed a personal re-aligning of my mind and spirit.
That would be the point when I realized that while I had been knitting semi-regularly, I hadn't been WRITING about knitting. Is this a vital part of my creative process? Spouting on and on in a public forum about my fiber triumphs and disasters? Is this really what my psyche had been missing?
Well, then I offer apologies to my inner Yarn Harlot and my two fans who have missed me, and pledge to do better.
I also bought more yarn. Can't go wrong there for a little pick me up. Every other year, my local yarn store hosts a Customer Garage Sale. Customers have a change to do some stash clearing: unloading the leftover balls from past projects, fibers/colors where the love has cooled, mistake purchases, and yarn where the very sight mocked your past failures. Then the same customers scoop up these hidden treasures at bargain prices.
This year was no exception. A great big pile of lovely yarn.
Today, it is all about the combination of fiber and shopping therapy.
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