This morning I woke up feeling unhinged...fretful and anxious and just. not. right. I did my chores and ran errands, knowing that after lunch I had to work on my thesis. Chapter 2 is still unfinished.
Once home I had lunch and instead of unhinged I began to feel as if the the hinges were broken and the lid had been ripped off....I did a little school work, but couldn't shake my feelings of "I don't want to" so, I just didn't.
Instead I finished a tiny bit of quilting on the pink quilt and attached the binding. The I layered, basted, machine quilted, and bound the little orange and green owl quilt. Yes, you read that right I FINISHED something today! And the pink one just needs the handwork and it will be finished too.
I put on music, drank some Dr. P, later I had some chocolate...the sun was pouring in and I wasn't worried about anything. It turned into a glorious day and guess what?....
The world didn't stop turning because I didn't do what I was supposed to do.
In other news: Several people have asked about the chicks. All are well and the hatchery is sending another order this week. I'm worried about a repeat of last week, but I'm trying not to think about it.