God, I hope not.
I haven't stitched very much. Yesterday at lunch, I went to see Mom. I think this is the first visit to her since I moved that I haven't taken stash home. But I didn't have a lot of time. And when I got back to work, there wasn't time to stitch.
I had to stop at the store last night after work to pick up groceries. Traffic was bad, and I couldn't figure out what we needed, so it was 7:30 til I got home, and then I had to clean my sewing room up. I don't think I have enough storage there, and it's sorta bothering me. I don't know if getting another roll-ey drawered thing and putting it in the other side of the closet would help, but something must be done. It's not tidy and I am not happy about it. I was so frazzled I didn't even open the package from Hand-dyed Fibers, at least not til today in traffic. And then I fell asleep.
I had every intention of going to the gym this morning. I've been going in the mornings, it gets my workout out of the way, I don't feel guilty and I still have lunch to goof off or stitch, but I woke up at 6 this morning and could not muster the will to get out of bed. It was dark, I was tired and troubled, and even the prospect of the sunrise, which I can say is the best part of these early morning drives, was unappetizing. And then it started snowing. So I didn't get up til 7. And was at work at my normal time.
I don't know. I hope this isn't the start of a slump.