February State of Mind

The last couple of days were beautiful – sunny out, warm temperatures (in the 60s), a little weird for February but I’m not complaining. I love it. Yet, I’m still in a February state of mind. It’s a little strange.

I don’t know if it’s the warm Spring-like weather in February that’s causing me this feeling of…detachment. Spring is supposed to be a time of rebirth, reawakening. All the buds come out of the trees (not quite yet, being February and all). All the animals wake up and fall in love with each other. Seriously, everyone gets energized and happy, and “twitterpated!”

springI’m not feeling that. While I love the sun, and the warm temperatures make me smile…I feel in a way like I’m on the outside of everything, sort of observing.

It’s okay, though. At least it’s not a crippling feeling, where I just want to stay in bed all day. Even on Saturday when it was 69º, I wanted to spend all day outside, but I had a goal to get my fabrics ready for dyeing. I roll-hemmed dozens of napkins (thank you for the serger, Anne, you saved my life). Then I got side-tracked into a Facebook opinion poll of what type of finishing I should do for my little ice-dyed coasters.

Results of the FB opinion poll. Half liked the rolled hem, half liked the cover stitching (or whatever that is…). I guess I'll make both and see what sells better. If I do the roll hem, I definitely need to use a color that matches the fabric (damn, more supplies to purchase).

Results of the FB opinion poll. Half liked the rolled hem, half liked the cover stitching (or whatever that is…). I guess I’ll make both and see what sells better. If I do the roll hem, I definitely need to use a color that matches the fabric (damn, more supplies to purchase).

Then my daughter asked me to ice dye that tapestry I’d promised to her friend months ago. By the time I was done, it was dark out. I felt sad that I didn’t spend as much time outside as I had planned.

Fortunately, I have a husband who thinks a lot like I do. We were invited to a party (a house-cooling party, a final party before the house would go on the market), and since it was in the neighborhood, we decided to walk there. Still, warm out, I was surprised that the streets were so quiet. No one was out. Evening walks can be just as relaxing as morning or afternoon walks. And even if I don’t feel as energized as I would if it were REALLY Spring, a party somehow always manages to pull me out of my shell. I never regret going to a party.

Today, I will walk while the sun is out…either to my old standby, Horner Park, or to Joann Fabrics to get some serger thread. 😉

Have a lovely week!

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