Hello friends. It's been a while, eh. (That's my best fake Wisconsin accent.) Even as I sit down to type this, I'm having trouble finding the right words to express myself.
The truth is I've been out of sorts. Not quite depression, but more than usual cabin fever or the seasonal blues. The gray area in between where I just didn't feel like myself. Tired and sullen all the time. Too tired even to knit. For two days, I didn't talk to anyone. It started a few days before New Years and has lingered much longer than I would've liked. I couldn't seem to overcome it with the usual remedies of visiting friends, funny movies, or good food.
Then one day last week, it clicked. I needed to stop fighting it and just give in. To listen to what my body was trying to tell me. To follow my instincts and heal.
I went to the woods.
I feel so much better now. I realized I haven't spent any time outside this winter, and I need it. Every day. The fresh air clears my head and lets my thoughts flow freely. I've finally begun to feel my usual excitement of the new year begin to stir inside me. Plans for the homestead, new projects, new places to visit. All the possibilities ahead of us.
I'm knitting again, too. A friend and I started the Log Cabin Blanket last summer as a kal. She has 12 squares done, and I have well, one. I'm not very good at knitting things for myself (non business related), and decided this needs to change too. With it's small size, bright colors, and square corners, this makes for a very gratifying project. Maybe by next year, I'll have it finished. To wrap me in warmth and remind me of how to heal.
(Joining in with Ginny's Yarn Along.)