The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.
--Chinese Proverb
Last night I had about a hundred things to do, chores that never end like laundry, picking up, cleaning, blogging, writing, etc. But, what I really wanted to do was learn to crochet. I am not good at crafty stuff. I am missing the part of my brain that understands simple craft or sewing instructions. It is a source of much frustration to me.
But last night I got it out and began to learn one slow stitch at a time. I ended up working on it for three hours and during that time I had to stop myself from thinking about all the things that were left undone while I was doing this project. I also had to ignore the uneven ends and uneven stitches....sometimes I want things to be perfect so don't even take a single step because I can't do it perfectly. It doesn't have to be perfect!! Why do I always think it does?
While sitting there crocheting, I had time to think, time to talk with whomever wandered into the room. Things I can't do while I am writing. This kind of activity is necessary for me to be still and I know my kids get tired of chasing me around the house while I am working to talk to me. So be quiet laundry...I am crocheting...
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