Bored? Not me.

Even though I have some orders that need doing, I have been amusing myself.
I am pretty good at it, too.
Amusing myself.
I always laugh when people say they are bored. I don't laugh at them. I laugh because it makes me nervous to hear them say it. I have no idea what they are talking about. Bored? Bored?? What the heck does that mean, anyway.
I have to admit, friends, I have NEVER been bored in my life. It's true. It may be a malfunction, but it is 100% true. I don't really know what it feels like.
My problem is just the opposite. I have a list in my head, and it never ends. I ALWAYS have something to do, and I am never without something that will keep my attention.

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Of course, when your body BETRAYS you, and does crazy things, that never ending list becomes problem.

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So this week, even though I had things I "should" have been doing, I opened a big plastic container of assorted fabric, and at a very leisurely pace, with breaks, and naps, wove a few rugs.
I know, I know.
Some of you are thinking I should be prone on the couch for the duration of this lovely plague, but quite honestly, that isn't going to happen.
My theory is there will be plenty of time to rest after I am dead.

From Crazy as a Loom

When I had my knee replaced 3 years ago, I was really incapacitated for about 3 months. And even after that, I was unable to do much for another 3 months. And the first year was a nightmare. The swelling in my knee didn't go away for 2+ years.
But don't get me started on total knee replacements.

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Honestly, though, all kidding aside...........playing with this fabric, and weaving these little rugs, which are all about 24"x42", was totally fun and therapeutic.
I so often weave what someone else wants, and weave with a timeline, albeit one I have imposed on myself. So weaving these on a whim was a good thing.

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They made me forget all about silly old shingles. For awhile. And when my neck told me I had done enough, I listened. I did, really!!!
So much so, that when I headed up the stairs, the cats nearly knocked me down getting up there.
YAY~!!!! NAP TIME!
Isn't that pathetic!!!!
I have visions of myself as a little old lady, weaving til nap time, weaving a rug or two a day.
Or am I there already?
HA! Imagine that.