Catching up

I'm baaaccckk ... Did you miss me? Here's why I was gone. It's a multiple choice test.

a) Blogger dashboard was down (the part of Blogger I write into, not the part you read).
b) I was hurtling at 900 mph through intersteller space and needed to back up and see if I was still me.
c) I was feeing overwhelmed by the bazillion boxes of fabric now inhabiting our living room in preparation for what I hope will be hordes or quilters who will come buy it all.
d) I've never been able to sustain anything for very long.

The answer is e) all of the above. Or maybe f) all of the above but I'm still changing and still evolving. Yep. It's definitely answer f.

a) Blogger dashboard was down every time I checked (which wasn't all that often) leaving you with reruns just like the television -- on which, by the way, you can now watch poker. I know, I know. You're saying, "Who would want to watch poker." Well, the answer is me. All my life I could never play poker because I could never remember what a flush was and what it beat. In fact I couln't remember any of the hands in poker. I've watched poker on tv 3 or 4 times and I've got it down. I don't like to watch sports but poker is -- was -- my guilty secret. I have no secrets from youse guys. Now you know.

b) I did feel like I was racing through intersteller space (should that be inner steller or maybe it's just outer space?). I was going too fast for my own comfort and, as I was telling K. yesterday, I had to do what I always do in those situations: drum roll: taaa daaa: sabotage myself. So I'm getting straight today. And going a little more slowly.

c) I AM feeling overwhelmed by the bazillion boxes of fabric. I need to empty them and put them on the tables that now inhabit the living room & make them look attractive so people will want to buy them. I am not good at that. I've asked a woman I know to help (I helped her once on a project so I'm hoping she'll reciprocate). An ad goes in the July issue of the Quilters' Guild of Dallas newsletter. I'm not sure when that comes out.

d) I haven't got a good track record of sustaining things. I've got a great track record for starting and being hot to learn new stuff. But that was then. I can change. I am changing. I have proven that I can sustain the important things like friendship and marriage. So I didn't stick with crochet. Is that so important?

Before I end I must give you an example of the goodness of people in our lives -- I could give an example of this every time I write because there's so much of it. We have a friend who works in California but has a place in Maryland. He goes back for weekends once or twice a month. He's offered (again --he made this offer last year) to let us live in his Maryland place free for as long as it takes us to get back on our feet. Isn't that amazing!