Weezy
Last week Isabell Sanford died – Weezy – which is what I am today – wheezing. Asthma hits me very hard on warm, humid days. Rainy summer days are especially hard. I haven’t slept much in the past few days – hard to lay down and breathe well – so I’m sitting up and thinking a lot.
My wire menorah arrived – it was well received (which is a tremendous relief!) and will be included, along with the tablecloth from a few weeks ago
Today I’ll spend most of the day fine tuning my instruction booklets for my classes in Virginia and Michigan, putting into effect some of the changes that I noted were necessary at Creative Strands. I’m combining my embellishments booklet with buttonholes, because those two seem to lend themselves to each other, and have to make up some kind of “increases and decreases” handout to give that class a nice shape.
And, of course, I’m trying to sit down and write at least a few hours each day. Some days I feel as though I could write for years, some days I can’t even make up a laundry list…
And in the back of my mind are things I need/want to knit for my possible knitty gritty appearance – finishing a new wicker chair, new chairseats for some child’s sling chairs in a variety of colors and patterns, and I’d love to knit something nice up for ME to wear – what a novel idea…