Taking the weekend off

I have to say I'm feeling a little more relaxed this weekend than I normally do - not that I am refraining from working on orders and new work, but more that I'm not stressed about it.

See, this is the first weekend in several years that I don't have a "Monday morning" to look forward to. Friday was my last official day of work in the real world.

But I was out all last week with a broken foot.

That said, I'm feeling relaxed, and my mind is clearing a little, letting new work, sunshine, flowers, and thoughts of things to come in. Today while my husband has been reading comics (after so graciously mowing the lawn and picking up the dog poop - maybe the broken foot isn't so bad??) I've been working on some letters for the baby's room.

Everyone seems to do it these days, and I looked and looked at letters but couldn't bring myself to buy them, so I made a set. Hopefully when she's older, she'll appreciate that I made these just for her, and with any luck they'll grow with her, rather than being something she sees as a "baby" thing.

So here's a sneak-peak, in progress:



The colors are a little hard to see (the overhead lights in my studio are out at the moment... hard to work but I'm making do), but I'm really happy with the way these are turning out so far. When I can convince my husband to take me to the hardware store, I'll get some plywood to mount these on so they have nice little frames.

And yes, I'll be adding letters to the shop. How could I not?

Back to work, whatever it is I'm doing...

Moxie

Learning a New Skill

I have to admit that as I sit here and write this, I'm not entirely sure what day it is. I believe it is Tuesday, but these last few days have been somewhat of a fog. You know that feeling when you're sick, where you can't tell the difference between being awake and being asleep, and everything blends together? That's the feeling that I've had since Sunday. Except I'm not sick. Just broken.

In the last 20 years I haven't broken a bone. I've always thought how awful it would be when I see people with a broken foot - I would hate to have that be me. I love running, and even walking is pretty great if you properly appreciate it. Then on Sunday, walking with my husband in the park going to get pregnancy pictures taken (yep, that's right, 34 weeks tomorrow) I rolled my foot like I've done a thousand times before, but this time, it didn't just roll, it fractured. At first walking hurt, then standing, then any pressure whatsoever. Between poses I told my husband the first thing that we're going to do when we get into the car is type "HOSPITAL" into the navigation and we're going to the emergency room. I knew I'd broken or fractured something.

After a day (okay, maybe a little more) of feeling sorry for myself and thinking of all the things I would no longer be able to do, I'm starting to realize all the things that I can still do - and appreciate them. They may not be my normal activities. I can't run, I can't swim, I can't really garden (though that one has yet to be tested), and I certainly can't paint the nursery. But I can read, I can draw, I can sit and enjoy the garden, and springtime, and my friends and family. A bit of a rude awakening in a way, but one I'm learning to accept. Part of this acceptance is knowing that the condition of my foot is temporary - it will heal, I will get better, I will return to "normal", but for now, I'm taking the time to enjoy the quieter, more peacful side of life.

Don't worry - I'm still in the studio daily. I've learned if enough things have wheels on the bottom, you don't really need two feet to get around the studio.

I'll write more soon... and probably more than I have been, now that there are fewer distractions. And yes, items are still going up on and for sale daily in my Etsy shop. I would have included the sale item of the day in this post, but it sold before I was able to finish writing. Guess I'm moving a little slower than usual....

Off to enjoy life in a new way.

Moxie