My interpretation of Me-Making-March was about a reassessment of ME. So, instead of drifting along in a cloud of fug, I have been using the month for planning and sorting and setting goals.
I bought >a sheep-load of Alba Yarn from The Wool Shed just in case
>several metres of fabric from Croft Mill just because
>a few more buttons than I strictly required
>a packet of hair-dye (new "ultra violet" side section being politely ignored by work colleagues)
>an embroidery book
>two novels: Summer of Men by Siri Hustvedt (part-way through, non-commital) and The CookBook Collector by Allegra Goodman (not started) >nu shooz worn twice so far
..and a Will.
Yup, I finally got organised and went to the solicitor to draw up my Last Will and Testament. Have you done this yet? You really should, especially if you have kids and a second marriage to throw into the mix. But be warned - it is quite stressful thinking through the "what ifs".
I have made
>my South Riding Blouse, which I really like and have worn to work with Audrey and Bella. >a polka-dot Pendrell top, which I do NOT like, because I mistakenly thought View A had the same basic sleeve as View B. Err... no. I made the flapping-wing version. >and I knitted less than half a cardigan.
Lucky I'm not on piecework!
But I have taken this month to enjoy process a lot more than before. Because there is no race
Well fancy that - who knew?
In terms of craft-planning, my new fabric, buttons and wool are inevitably at the forefront of my mind.
Trousers are next.
I have been sorting out The downstairs "study" so that my mother can come for a few days at Easter.
It isn't a show-room, but it is now clean and tidy.
I am going to sneak a couple of pictures onto the wall when FL isn't looking. (He doesn't like "framed art" on house walls, "because that's what windows are for". )
For the new "guest room" I framed up some of my photos of Beauly, and some old seed packet labels from here.
And I have attacked the herb garden.
I forced myself to get into the habit of doing an hour's weeding / pruning when I get home from work. This has coincided with the last gasp of daylight and some good weather, so a start has been made. I just have to keep it up.
And I have been taking a little more exercise. The weeding. Dog-walking. An occasional bounce on the trampoline. Just getting out in the fresh air and moving around.
We have been having better meals. The slow cooker has been a godsend. And during the week I have tried not to resort to using the same old recipes. More salads, less meat - hooray!
And thinking ahead ...
Oh dear. I am not very good at this one.
Hence the flurry of activity you have just read about.
FL is really not well.
Yes, he has been at golf, up til now, but he comes home totally exhausted. He falls asleep at the table. Everything hurts.
And he admits it. That's the scary thing. He doesn't feel well and he is telling me, instead of pretending he will live forever.
So I am setting myself little exercises in planning for a future without him.
Even silly stuff like getting my pictures onto the walls is a step towards accepting the inevitable. ETA: Wrote this last night with added html to get para breaks. Hope it works. I am off sick today. When I move my head the world spins - fabulous! Don't tell me I have been overdoing it - you are not my mother! ; )