It's been a week with some setbacks. Instead of crying over them, I found my head down with work in my hands. My productivity seems to spike when things are going in directions other than I would like. This is where crochet is a gift... my grandmother used to say it's cheaper than a psychiatrist too. She was kind of right. Yarn's really expensive, so I'm sure it evens out.
When all else fails, I have my dog. Setbacks or not, he's always up for sitting on my feet, breathing like a truffle pig. He just wants love. He's a good dog. Tomorrow's always a new day and I have a wonderful life.
|my first attempts at handspinning and dyeing my own yarn|
|cancer sucks... let's beat pediatric cancer|
Doing for others has been more helpful than I could have imagined. This is a bracelet I designed and am currently making (as many as possible) for a fundraiser to beat Pediatric Cancer... which is kind of the scariest thing I can think of. Here's the event, for all of you locals... or you can just visit http://superty.org.
|agamemnon, my pug|