dual personalities

Well, here we are on Wednesday again.

I mean, my life may not have the glitz and glamour of Suzanne Sugarbaker’s, but I know the feeling. It seems like our current lives are all exercises in keeping our chins up and keeping busy. I guess this isn’t really unusual, but it does seem like we are all extra aware of this.

While searching the basement for those Beanie Baby cats this weekend, my mother and I did find some lovely fabric that I took back to mid-MO for future projects. I can’t wait to see what I make with these.

I made the above basket on Monday when I got home from work. It looks wonkier in the picture than it is in real life. As I’ve said, this is how I’m keeping busy.

In other riveting news, I repotted my fiddle leaf fig plant last weekend and it seems to be thriving. I was worried that I would traumatize it, but it seems to be happier and that makes me glad.

Also:

I recently finished re-reading a Longmire book–it was like visiting old friends. My mother tells me she has already pre-ordered the new on that is coming out in October. Thank goodness Craig Johnson can write one a year. I don’t know what I’d do, if he wrote at the pace of the Game of Thrones author.

I am reading Lovejoy and enjoying it. And I’m re-watching NYPD Blue in the evenings after my sewing work.

So as always seems to be the conclusion to my weekly blog post, whether visiting old friends through favorite books and TV, learning that three-year-olds think you can juggle, or practicing new skills, there is inspiration all around. It’s just harder to find these days.