It was a rainy day, and I spent it sewing and embroidering the little prairie girl needle holders my mom wants to send all the girls and women in our family. The number is 25 total, and I have gotten 3 made today. These little things were first made by my great grandmother. I try to imagine teaching Ashley how to make these items and she in turn teaching my hypothetical grand-daughter how, and I don't really see it. I can imagine having a very computer literate grandchild but one who knows how to hand sew? Still you never know. My sister Marty's girls are amazing kniters and quilters.
There is something about working with your hands that settles your soul especially when you are in a state like I am now which is waiting for my writing muse to come back. With the days growing so short I will have to start using my Apollo Go Lamp or light box. This is a little box that shines UV light into your eyes and helps to make up for the lack of sunlight. I usually use it twice a day.
In other news I'm very glad to have my cat back. She slipped out last night at twilight, and I didn't see her until dawn. She usually spends the night inside because we lost our last beautiful kitty to a predator. And this kitty we have now seldom goes beyond the front yard. So when I got up at 3 am to look for her and she wasn't at the door I was certain we'd lost her. This goes to show how quickly my mind jumps to catastrophe. Anxiety is a close relation to Bipolar and of the drugs I take, many have an anti-anxiety componant. I think these drugs are responsible for dulling my brain. To live magnificently is to accept the unacceptable and be happy anyway. I have a very hard time accepting what these drugs have done to my life. But still this has been a lovely rainy day. And I'm glad I had something to do.
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