she dreams through the noise...
I spent all day today alternately knitting and writing. My hands are about ready to stage a coup, but, oh, glorious creativity, I'm trying out a new stitch and I'm absolutely certain that I'll actually finish the story I'm writing.
Win all around.
I also splurged on craft supplies, or rather, buttons. Five fifty for two buttons is a bit excessive, but I deserve pretty things. End of story.
And on the work-is-deadly front, there's news, too. Namely, I'm getting used to the workload. I actually manage to fit my life into the cracks now. And last week's whining was apparently successful, because the muses are coming back, too.
All in all I can't stand for longer than five minutes, walking hurts and I'm stuck on the couch, but life is good.
Win all around.
I also splurged on craft supplies, or rather, buttons. Five fifty for two buttons is a bit excessive, but I deserve pretty things. End of story.
And on the work-is-deadly front, there's news, too. Namely, I'm getting used to the workload. I actually manage to fit my life into the cracks now. And last week's whining was apparently successful, because the muses are coming back, too.
All in all I can't stand for longer than five minutes, walking hurts and I'm stuck on the couch, but life is good.