quilting while bruised

After I fell off my sewing bench, I spent a lot of time quilting and listening to an audiobook.  I was in a lot of pain yesterday.  I came home from work and basically did nothing.  A tad to much homemade sangria helped the pain.  But I did not feel like writing my own words and read someone elses. Stray Souls.  I have read it multiple times at this point, always from the library.  If I run across it at a used bookstore, I should pick it up.  It is the litmus test for books I own.

Today, pain is better and the audiobook is almost done.  Just over nine hours of audiobook.  Quilting and spinning are very conducive to listening to audiobooks.

I have also spent a lot of time with my hands in dough.  I find that I am less stressed with what is going on at work.  Today, I was done.  It was the thought of having to network again for a job when I really only wish to make breads, quilts, and garden.  But that does not necessarily pay the taxes on the lands.  But that is what life currently demands.  I will get over it.  It is what I do.

I just have to remember no more klutz moves.  And I might not be so rambly tomorrow.  But I will not promise.