Well, I find it very interesting to be reporting to you all that I have had a complete health break-down. I finally figured out how to let you know, even though I don't have enough strength to sit and write the explanation. I'll leave this message open until I get it finished, and go rest a few times throughout. I'm happy to say I am no longer sick in the ordinary sense of the word, but I don't have the strength God gave a wet noodle. I've had this happen to me before, but it was years and years ago. Almost thirty years. Back then I think they called it a nervous breakdown. I didn't get here from being sick over the last few weeks, or even over the last few months, but by a long and convoluted series of events over the last three years. Some of you know some of the details. Some of you even know most of it. None of you know all of it, and I will spare you boredom and myself the energy today. Like I said, I am no longer actually sick. But I am not the person I used to be by a long shot. I am learning to live a very different kind of life. I have transferred all but one of my piano students to Musicmaker. I stay home from church almost always. I also stay home from the weekly quilting time almost always. I don't sew, and I don't play the piano. And why do I not do any of these things. Just no physical strength. But I stay relaxed and happy by believing in something bigger than myself, and I have also been slowly but surely rootling through everything in my sewing room. Nothing is being left untouched in here, no matter how long it takes, I will put my hands on every length and scrap. And what a lovely mess this is to play in! Well, not bad. I only stopped 3 or 4 times, and now you have your update. I'm back!
Karen, Queen of Squishies