Happy Sunday, Dearies!
So here we are...the beginning of June already and two days post Maynia. I am still gathering my wits and enjoying a lazy and quiet morning, but thought I would pop on and ruminate.
Maynia was a complete success for Yours Truly, but not exactly in the way I anticipated. There were more days than I would have liked with no stitching at all, but I am giving myself a dispensation due to health circumstances.
That was the best Maynia outcome, by the way...the gift of learning to give myself a break. Instead of getting disappointed that I was too unwell to stitch, I allowed myself to just sit with my project and...contemplate. Or dream. Or re-work. Or plan.
I think the second best thing about the Maynia was that it re-introduced me to several old friends that I hadn't seen in a while. Some of my projects had been languishing in my stash for what feels like forever. Some are not exactly my current style, and some will be moved to the Island of Misfit Toys, but it was nice to remember who I was or what I was doing when I started the piece.
I learned that it really is possible for me to have a little routine in my life again. I feel like I used to have good routines a million years ago at Chez Spinster with Stewey and Bosco and Aunt Chrissy. Routines are what kept me somewhat sane and organized and calm and safe and happy. But I don't think I've had that feeling for quite a while here at CS2 and with the new life of being a full time patient and part time spinster. The routine of pulling and ready-ing a new project for the next day was really quite nice to look forward to each weekday evening.
The variety of forms of stitching was a surprise, because it reminded me that I do like painted canvas and counted canvas needlepoint. I haven't done very much of either in the last several months, but hopefully I will remedy that with sone Laura J Perin. I also forgot how much I like specialty stitches and pulled work, but remembered that cross stitches with silk on 28ct Picture This Plus is what really makes my heart sing.
I didn't have any finishes in May, but when I look over the last few years of my stitchy life, I realize that finishes haven't been very frequent for me at all, and I'm actually OK with that. I really am a "process stitcher" and take my enjoyment from the simple act of the stitching itself and not necessarily the end result.
There were other lessons learned, I'm sure, but my tiny little brain is still a bit foggy. I am hoping that today will be a studio day and that I can spend some time putting a June basket together. I like the idea of having several different toys to play with, and some of the Maynia pieces were so enjoyable that I might keep them out for a little while.
Other than that, the day has dawned gorgeous and sunny and nice and cool, so methinks I might head out to the balcony for coffee and the paper today. I added a couple of WalMart clearance aisle rocking chairs for Magoo and I to enjoy, and today is the perfect tine to do so!