Summer was here.
And now summer is over. Well, not officially. But may as well be.
Happy Labor Day!
And this is a time of musing for me. For there are only 4 months left in the year... 4 months to get all the goals I had swirling in my head out into the open, and magically attain them all.
I say that every year. And my only big goal for the year has to be to withstand the pandemic, to stay clear of the virus and to stay alive.
And it's bad that we are STILL in this situation. Then mix into the pot horrific fires out west and hurricane ravaged states, and well.. it's a doozy. That's all I can say about that.
I have to admit that I am anxious, that I have quite a bit of anxiety. This is fueled by constantly peering at the news programs, wishing for, hoping for, praying for... anything, anything positive. I'm waiting for someone to say "It's all over. We return to our regular scheduled programming. We return to our regularly scheduled life."
We return to our regularly scheduled life.
That is my goal for the year.
I have been working from home for close to 19 months. I have had some good days, but right now, my days aren't the best (when it comes to work productivity, that is), and my eyes are glazing over. Part of me wants to just take a leave of absence until this whole pandemic thing is over. But that is just wishful thinking. I pretty much expressed to my boss that I wanted to just take one day a week off, just to eat up some of my vacation time. I have about 4 to 5 weeks over what I can carry over to next year, and I just need to eat that up... even though I am not going on vacation.
To ease my anxieties, and to shutter my weary glances at the constant rush of fear-based news flooding my television screens, I crochet. I write. I busy myself with little projects around the house- cleaning out closets, cleaning out the garage, etc.
But mostly, I crochet.
Here is a recent crochet project completed in August.
The name of it is "Minty Dreams".
That beauty was for a 12-year -old girl's birthday. It doesn't photograph well, but the colors are minty green and pale plum. They are the girl's favorite colors. In fact, her mother said that they are every little girl's favorite colors. I did not believe this. So I asked a 9-year-old girl who lives across the street from me what her favorite color were. And wouldn't you know it, she said purple and green.
Hmm... what is it with these pastel hues of purple and green?
I guess it is a girly-girl thing. I think it came out really nice, though. And I am going to make one for the little girl across the street since I have extra yarn. It will make a nice Christmas present.
(It screams "Happy Easter!" to me, though. LOL)
I think she will like it.
And making it will ease my anxiety.
And that is all I can hope and pray for on this Labor Day 2021.
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Slap the *crickets* out the way, kindly step up to the mike, and SAY something!!