Instead I have been coloring. Ever since my daughter got an adult coloring book by her favorite cover artist, Julie Nicholls, Mirishka’s Artwork, I’ve thought about getting one for myself. But being the skin flint I am I was unwilling to pay $13 or more for a color book. Then while I was in New Mexico shopping at JoAnn’s Fabrics for some notions I saw they had a couple pretty ones on clearance for about $8. That was more to my liking so I bought one. I also bought a box of colored pencils, mechanical ones. At home I had a lot more colored pencils that I use for quilt planning and design. I worked on one picture while I was there and finished it. I continued on others at home after I got back. More colors to work with. I liked how they turned out and kept on coloring the next few pages. The other day I found some at Target for $5 each, not as many pictures since they are only on one side of the pages but really pretty designs, so I bought two different ones.
I’m sure that this new time waster will become old soon enough. But when you do the same thing everyday sometimes it’s nice to do something different. My quilting room is a mess and I can’t work in it right now. I’ve been dealing with a lot of pain, apparently I’ve developed arthritis in my left hip joint. As a result I just haven’t felt like doing the work needed to clean up my sewing room and get things organized, again…
I’ve been taking an oral steroid for the arthritis inflammation and though the pain is still there, it is a bit more tolerable. Maybe by the time I finish the round I’ll feel more like working on my sewing room. I have several UFO’s that I really want to finish. Some are just waiting to be quilted and some have a little more to go to finish the flimsy. I was making a scrappy top to practice on with my quilting frame and machine I haven’t really used yet since purchasing it ten months ago. I haven’t gotten it serviced and haven’t even purchased needles for it. The frame fills up that part of the room and there is little room around it to maneuver. I’ll have to move things around to work on it. Laziness undermines my daydreams of what I’ll do with it.
As for my reading, I have some books on my TBR list and one I’ve started though I haven’t gotten very far into it yet. I don’t think it’s the book, I think it’s me. I’ve read so many this year already that I’m way ahead of my Goodreads reading challenge for the year. I had estimated that I would read about 72 books this year, that was my goal. So far I think I’ve read 26 or 27. Way ahead of my goal for the amount of time that has elapsed. So, I’ve slowed down somewhat. I’m sure I’ll get back into the swing of things pretty soon. Just for now, I’m taking a break from the breakneck speed of reading and blogging and promoting that I was doing last year. I’m sure everyone will forgive me.
Another thing that has been niggling at my brain. After Jen started writing her books I had this little idea for a story world and the main character and the antagonist. It didn’t go beyond the idea for a couple or three years. Recently it has been whispering to me. This morning when I went back to bed to get another cycle of sleep the main character started talking to me, introduced himself as Jim and introduced me to his sister, I’ll have to remember her name, another “J” name but I did fall asleep and I’ve forgotten what he said her name is. But, it seems his story starts with his sister banging on his door and frantically ringing his doorbell just after he hit the snooze on his alarm. She lives with their mom and she was rushed by ambulance to the hospital in the middle of the night. Massive coronary and she wanted to see her son right away. Seems, that once he gets there, she’s either asleep or in a coma. But he takes her hand and what he experiences is a transference of some special power. Then all the machines go off and nurses come rushing in and it’s a fight for her life, but she doesn’t make it. Jim and his sister are in shock and he tries to comfort her. Oh, and by the way, he was really confused when his sister showed up because he hadn’t talked to her in almost a year even though she and his mom lived about 15 minutes away. I’m not sure what that is all about yet, but, I’m sure Jim will tell me eventually. I guess I should find a way to start writing this story down. Not having my own computer working makes it a little difficult to do. Maybe I’ll use one of my trusty notebooks and start hand writing notes so when I do have my computer back and working reliably again I can start putting it down electronically.
That is the extent of my monday morning musings. Have a blessed week everyone. I’ll check in now and then and maybe even continue my musings occasionally. Until I get the gumption to get back on a regular schedule.