My husband went to visit his Mother in Wisconsin this weekend. I know I am not supposed to be overly excited, but I am. That left me yesterday with a whole evening to myself . I watched an episode of House Hunters International, I just love that show and then Sleepless in Seattle, one of my all time favorites. All the while working on my blue crochet vest, trying to figure out why I can not keep 237 stitches for each row. I think I have a severe counting problem. I was so relaxed that ripping out several rows didn't even bother me.
My youngest son was upstairs playing his game box with friends and my oldest was in Orlando at a swim meet. Which is exactly where I should be today, watching him swim. Apparently he re-injured his ankle pushing off the wall in warm-ups and couldn't swim last night. He stayed over to see if it was better this morning, but it wasn't, so he came home. Can I tell you I am secretly glad he is home? This was his first trip driving that far from home and staying with two other boys. There were other parents at the hotel, just not me! This was a bit of a stretch for me, but I had to let him go. Now he is home safe and sound and I have a free day!
So what do most of us women do on a free day? I started off with tea and blogs, perfect. I read the paper and tried once again to do yoga. Boy am I inflexible ( in almost every way you can imagine). While my nose was tucked in close to the floor I realized my carpet had the lovely odor of Golden Retriever, so I pulled out the carpet cleaner and got to work. Okay, really!!!! This is my free day!!! When men have a free day, which I find is frequently, they just hang out and feel perfectly fine not accomplishing a thing. They can watch 14 hours of Super Bowl coverage before the game even begins and not blink an eye. Me on the other hand, I feel like I have to have some cleaning/household project going all the time. Enough I say! I showered, fussed over my boy when he walked in the door safely and marched myself over to Joann's for a little yarn.
You see I have been a bit obsessed with these beautiful tulips on my kitchen table. The colors are so intense. I thought maybe I might want to have a bit of tulip color fun.
Some cotton yarn, some beads......hmmmm I wonder what will happen? I plan on working on this, this afternoon. That is right after I vacuum.
On a totally different note I have sold my first shawl. I am just tickled pink that someone, somewhere thinks that my work is worthy of a purchase. I was so elated when my sister and I talked this morning and she told me the green shawl had been purchased. I was elated then of course I became nervous. Is it good enough? Will the buyer think that it is as soft and yummy as I do? Oh how those doubts seem to settle in so quickly.
I think people who make things often think that their projects are not up to the standards of everyone else. I don't think it is just me. But when I look at the picture of this shawl and remember that the picture did not do it justice, I feel better. My first sale, WOW!