Walk Away

This is going to be my mantra for the day. I need a mantra because I looked in the mirror and my head is full of gray hairs. I was used to seeing a little splash of gray at the front but yesterday they spread like warm butter on even warmer toast. They were everywhere. I am not quite sure how this has happened. I don’t feel old enough to have a head full of gray hair and I am not sure I want to ‘age gracefully.’ Though I do want to age. The moment I stop aging it’s all over and I’m not ready for that just yet…I still have yarn.

I also have ten, count them, ten orders to fill. I have to get them hats out. Not that winter is here. The snow that fell a couple of days ago is fast disappearing – this is not a complaint. But hats still need to be made and sent.

I have other things on the needles as well. A new hat and a doll. Yes, I am in the midst of making my first human being. I am making her legs at the moment. She has black shoes and a striped purple stockings.  I still have to decide on her shirt and I have some nice tan yarn for her face. She will have a skirt of tulle.

Her hair won’t be gray, though.

I went on something of a cleaning jag. Mr. Honey has been on one and the kitchen has never looked better – except for the floor – he hasn’t done the floor – but he took about the stove and really cleaned that and even the toaster over was disassembled  and cleaned. I did the living room and the dining room and bathroom. That still leaves my office and the bedroom but I regained my sanity before I tried those. So basically, the downstairs looks good enough to have folks over. Unfortunately, the bathroom is upstairs. So when I clean the hall and close the doors to the office and the bedrooms guests can just come. Maybe that’s why I got the gray hairs.

In any case, I am headed downstairs to work on my projects and enjoy this last day of February – this extra day to play with yarn and appreciate blessings. Tomorrow is another first. Another day of new beginnings. Mr. Honey walked in my office and distracted me from my thoughts.  But that’s alright. He’s cute.

Have yourself a great leap year day!!

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4 Responses to Walk Away

  1. Julie Zeller says:

    I love it- warm butter on even warmer toast! You are good. You could dye your hair like I do or embrace the gray. I am sure it looks pretty…

  2. Ruth Black says:

    Ha, that was a good read! Better go ahead and embrace Miss Clairol, but I wouldn’t do jet black, it might be to much!

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