The ho-hums

I always wonder where my crafting mojo goes when it decides to take a vacation. Is it having a slumber party at someone else's house? Visiting long-lost relatives, like stamping and coloring? Or is it drunk in an alley, trying to forget about the quarter of a sock I knit on the way to Iowa a few weeks ago and then ripped out right before we got to my parents' house?

I vote for drunk.

Whatever the reason, wherever it went, I am adrift in a serious sea of crafting ennui. Even my hexagons aren't holding my attention (because I am currently out of fabrics to use - I need to prepare pieces for quilts before I know how much I'll have left for hexagons). I'm plodding along on some Christmas presents (I KNOW! I'm getting smarter.), but, really, I would rather be doing dishes. Which I did tonight with no complaints even though I cooked dinner (we take turns depending on who cooks, although I've been known to run away and leave them for the chef). So you know it's bad.

This time around, I'm blaming the heat. It's too hot to live, and certainly too hot for dogs. Poor Gracie is crabby and has spent a lot of time lying on our bed, on her back, directly under the ceiling fan. We won't let her play ball when it's this hot, and she's not really interested in going outside until after dark. She's a little stir-crazy. I think we all are. I'm just feeling lazy and listless and not willing to tackle any form of yarn, fabric, or fiber. I hope this passes soon. I have a lot of wool backed up around here.

Comments

[Nikki McDonald]

I know what is wrong... It's been too long since you went to a KCMQG meeting! Hope to see you in a couple of nights.... :)

[Caroline]

Blame it on the dog days... ^_^