Just so you know, I don't consider myself old.
I am older than I was and younger than I will be..... BUT
Exploring new ways and things does not mean you are so old that you can't do stuff.
I found the practice of criminal defense law, on a daily basis, to be toxic to me. (Yeah, it took 30 years to get to my limit. I had a good run and ruffled a lot of feathers. That was fun!)
So I began looking for other things that I would find meaningful and enjoyable. Stress was not the thing I needed to keep around.
I didn't want busy work. I wanted something more than that. Hell, housework is busy work to me
But that is another story....
I began examining weaving.
Don't know why that came to mind at the time. Maybe I was just a little warped.....
(oh, god. If you didn't groan at that I am in big trouble with my communication skills.)
I started attending a weaving class. And I found that it was fun.
A lot of fun.
Then the loom sorta fell into my lap (see previous blog posts for that story--it's a goody)
Then my weaving teacher fixed the loom and gave me a project.
Yesterday, the loom came home to stay.
Today I bought some yarn to go with the warp that the teacher had put on the loom for me.
Guess what I have been doing all evening?
I am having a really good time making something that can go on my floor or on my wall.
Geez, I like this new thing!!