Well, OK, that is a bit over-melodramatic - really what I am in is the Ditch of Ennui, or perhaps the Gutter of Jejune, but as phrases, they just don't have the same impact.
I think it's because the Blog Swap is over for me til next time, and this means I actually have to have or find something to blog about, whereas of course, with something like a swap, there is tons to
crow gloat boast talk about.
I have hardly knitted anything recently: I didn't want to start anything until I'd finished Mini Diva's school cardigan, which I don't like because of the pattern and the yarn. But rather than this spurring me on to complete it in record time, it's had the opposite effect - I'd rather not knit at all than knit that. And of course lacking short 3mm needles to do the button band has prolonged the torture.
I have some great new bright colors to try from
Gracefruit, and have just ordered the fragrance oils for my Christmas soaps from Jo at
Sensory Perfection. I have some ideas for selling my soaps, that I need to firstly list, and then secondly, do.
You might ask, why not just do them, save time - bypass the listmaking part; but then, I wouldn't have the warming righteousness of Ticks to comfort me. Ticks for completed jobs on a list is - sadly - one of the most mentally comforting things I know of; writing a proper List is an Art in itself ( the balance between proper tasks and list-filler tasks, achievable tasks and not-in-this-life tasks, prioritizing tasks, how to use tasks to keep a List going ad infinitum - using them as one would a yoghurt starter or grafting a rose ... )
Today I had my List Ticked off by 10 a.m, except for one item which is tomorrow's List Starter. This allowed me to spend much of the rest of the day trawling the interwebs looking at soap packaging, which I persuaded myself was a beneficial and potentially productive use of my time; especially when compared with doing this:
In my next life, I really want to come back as a cat that belongs to me .....
