Sunday, 18 May 2008
I haven’t stitched all week. Not a chain, nor a half treble crochet.
I started working full-time again on Monday after almost five months of freedom. And even though those months were busy – packing up a lifetime and moving to another country entails a lot of decision-making, paperwork and general streamlining – I had a lot more time to stitch.
And so it’s back to time management. No more sleeping until I’m done, eating when I’m hungry and stitching in my pyjamas until two in the afternoon. It’s back to an alarm clock and juggling life, meals and my share of the housework during the minimal week hours that are mine to do with as I please.
So I’ve decided to set my alarm an hour earlier and make a concerted effort to spend sixty minutes every morning stitching. I’m in the process of setting up the spare room to accommodate a dedicated stitching area so I can simply pick up where I left off the previous day.
I’ll have to be quite strict on myself, because I’m not naturally a clock-watcher. But I’m hoping that, this way, every day is a good day – work or no. And how could it not be when it starts with stitching and ends in quality time with my husband? I’ll let you how it goes…