It’s true that the more focus and effort you put into a topic, the more your thoughts and ideas run along those lines. I’ve now been away from both weaving and blogging for so long that I don’t really have any sparks of inspiration, I stop reading Ravelry, craft books and sites. The less I write here, the fewer topics seem interesting to share with you. I wonder how long it takes to stop caring altogether?
There are tasks to be done. Lawn to mow, firewood to be carted into the woodshed. Not mine this year, but leaving me with no extra muscle to enlist. House to be cleaned, mine, if not by actual duty, then common sense, but I keep making up other things to postpone it… Gardening, definitely mine, since I’m the one who cares.
And all I can think of is working on my new room, getting it done, moving in, all the things I’m planning to do up there. I renovate a little old window in baby steps. I sweep the floor where a support beam needs to go in next, to help level the others. Draw some pencil lines as guides for a task 4-5 ways down the list. A list all in my head, I’ve got it all planned out. Because I just love building things, I can’t help myself.
On the Phenomenon of Bullshit Jobs – STRIKE!
“more and more employees find themselves, not unlike Soviet workers actually, working 40 or even 50 hour weeks on paper, but effectively working 15 hours just as Keynes predicted, since the rest of their time is spent organising or attending motivational seminars, updating their facebook profiles or downloading TV box-sets.”
This being another dark, rainy sort of day, nourishing the approaching summer and my salad boxes, I’m inside pretending to be useful, rather than lounging with a book in the hammock. Wait, it’s been so cold we didn’t even put that out yet!
Making jam and buttermilk bread.
As you’ve noticed, I don’t have much to tell these days, but since my loom room remains under siege so often, I’m going to make an effort down here in the office rather than just sit around and wait for opportunity.
