I have run out of gas.
My lifestyle, once so similar to that of the Energizer Bunny, has born a closer resemblance to the giant sloth over the summer. Very little was accomplished on a day to day basis. Yarn remained unknit. Projects remained undone. Blog posts remained unwritten. Hands lay idle in my lap, or at least that's how it felt. For months.
I somehow slipped out of the giant East Australian Current of creativity; instead, I was treading basic family survival most days. Yes, laundry was getting done (not necessarily folded) and meals were getting cooked (or at least warmed up), and everyone is pretty much in good shape and ready for a new year of school, but that's pretty much as far as it goes.
Which, as I keep telling myself over and over, is okay. Everyone, even the Energizer Bunny, gets to take a break from time to time. It's necessary. It's healthy. Stop beating myself up over it, already.
But shorter days bring thoughts of fall fiber festivals and knitting classes waiting to be taught, and I feel myself slowly getting back in gear.
Back to school doesn't hurt, either, to get me in the mode.
Sixth grade (sixth grade!)
Junior year (junior year!!) in high school
Move in day for the sports teams; his sophomore (!!!!) of college doesn't start until next Wednesday.
Even more importantly, I am making a switch in jobs, from something that has not been a good fit for a long time now, to something that seems a bit more promising. I gave my notice today and I feel as if a huge weight has been lifted. I spent the afternoon getting lots of wool ready for the NJ Sheep and Wool Festival this weekend and kept catching myself with a huge grin on my face.
Here we go.