Being still

After time with the girls I usually need a down day. I planned for it this time, yet the intensity still took me by surprise. I don't feel sad or exhausted, just unwilling to move from this chair or interact with anyone. Recently I've experimented in allowing introversion to guide me. So I did not resist the desire for stillness, aloneness and meaningless diversion. I did one load of laundry; didn't look at LJ or address the backlog of email. Digging past layers of demand, I excavate my own motivation. Today it wanted a rest.

Soon I'll pick up Danny at the bus depot. My energy will inevitably shift when he arrives. Having him around arouses the part of me that shows love by pottering, doing dishes and cooking. He has to work remotely this weekend, which will leave me some time free to fuss and tidy.

Last weekend I finished Mom's beanie and gave it to her. rfmcdpei's hat is also ready to give him next time I see him. All my knitting commitments are fulfilled, so I can start working on whatever I want. This weekend I'll probably finish a scarf that I haven't touched since last spring.


Mom's beanie