We have both (Slick and me, not Slick and Moxie) been working very hard lately. We took a break and stayed on the couch the whole evening. It was good. I can face today with a refreshed feeling. Moxie even took advantage and spent some time being sweet while Slick snuggled her.
I’ve been a bit stuck, creatively, for the past couple days. As frustrating as that can be, it is a good time to get less fun things accomplished, like cleaning, building some shelves, recovering screens, and swatching. If things don’t come together tonight, I’ll be winding bobbins and folding fabric next. This has been a consistently midgrade challenging week and I’ve been having illogical trouble sleeping for all of it. Tomorrow is Friday; Fridays are dedicated to Slick and I having fun, relaxing, laughter, good food, softest clothes, and couch-life-boat time. That usually works as a good creative recharge.
If it doesn’t, there’s no shortage of workshop stuff that needs cleaned, finished, sorted, painted, built, prepared, or tossed out – so this is FINE!
Also, if Saturday isn’t creatively productive, I’m taking all the fallen leaves in my yard, piling them up and having a cloud-watching session in that pile. Shit, that sounds good. I might do that anyway.
See how his foot is against the door? This door has a slight tendency to drift closed. Not much, but if I halfway close it the drift often takes it to almost touching the frame by the time I look at it again. There is a magnet stopper on the wall that holds it completely open; however, this day I was about to shut the door and saw The Captain headed towards it. I thought I’d give him a few minutes in the sun and left it halfway open. I often find the door about six inches open and a cat inside the space, enjoying the view for a bit. Apparently this time he didn’t want to be crowded, he wanted to stretch out in the sun, so he pushed it all the way open and left his foot there to keep it from drifting towards him. I don’t think he knows about the magnet stopper – or, maybe he does. He is a clever cat. Maybe he was so engrossed in the sun enjoyment that he couldn’t be bothered to move his foot once the door stopped.