I'm afraid my reflections during the dye practice this vacation+weekend has mainly featured some of the negative thought patterns of perfectionism and second guessing myself about whether i was going to be rewarded with how i was spending my time (ie: would i be refreshed and ready to get back into the work world). There's something in this i learned from my father, a "I only have N weekends before i'm dead" calculation that would punctuate plans.
I'd like to think this is not how i normally think about things, so i will blame it all on PMS. There was also some opportunity cost -- i didn't see my nephews -- and i think i have had a guilty feeling about that.
In some way, this was a complete escape, in that i put down almost all of my responsibilities to focus on dye.
This morning i found myself delighted with the silk ribbon (a simple bias cut 1" strip) and the crochet thread.The colors delight me.
Meanwhile, the canker sores continue to bug me.
I'd like to think this is not how i normally think about things, so i will blame it all on PMS. There was also some opportunity cost -- i didn't see my nephews -- and i think i have had a guilty feeling about that.
In some way, this was a complete escape, in that i put down almost all of my responsibilities to focus on dye.
This morning i found myself delighted with the silk ribbon (a simple bias cut 1" strip) and the crochet thread.The colors delight me.
Meanwhile, the canker sores continue to bug me.
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