I don’t even know where to start today. It’s been a surprisingly good day, until this evening. Relatively seizure free, until I was overwhelmed by sadness at the passing of a friend who wasn’t quite close, but close enough to have impacted my life. Her work with a needle helped drive my need to be better with mine. Her work with ensuring the Kingdom boxes were stocked for the coming courts were legendary. I do not envy the person filling her shoes, there.
I am shutting off Facebook for the weekend because I just can’t handle any more than that. I will grieve in my own way. I soak that up rather thickly and it’s been hard to see my friends grieving. I want to help them, to do SOMETHING. There is nothing I can do, however, and so I withdraw.
Withdraw into my needles and myself. So, my CRAFT:
Creativity- I finished my stitch-a-day, doodle a day, I’ve tried my first petal of needle lace (it’s horrible and I’m going to take it out), I picked up knitting something frivolous.
Read- I started reading The Undead Pool by Kim Harrison. The familiarity of the characters makes me feel better.
Activity- I haven’t done anything today. Too sloppy outside. I need to correct that.
Treat yourself- I’ve been watching romantic comedies all evening. I need the standard cliches, I guess. Happy Endings and everyone ending their days happy.
I need more happy endings.