I haven't sewn for almost 11 months. I became addicted to wool, and my sewing machine has sat packed up and unused since I took a workshop at the end of last April.
Balls and skeins of yarn slowly began taking over the top of my table. And then I started spinning, and fibre and spindles joined the mess.
And now my craft table looks like this
And the other end of it
And I'm not going to show you what the rest of the room looks like!
So my goal for the next few days is to clean up, just a bit at a time, so that I can set my machine up and start sewing again. I know that sewing is therapeutic for me, so by the end of this week I want to be working on something.
I've been battling with the depression and anxiety, and it's been winning. I'm slowly coming out of it, but it's been an uphill battle all the way. My interest in things has been lacking. As a result I haven't been taking pictures like I was, I haven't quilted since last spring, and obviously I haven't been blogging. I have been knitting; my current obsession is socks.