The groove still sits empty. No bike, no walk, once with recorders–maybe when I finish writing this. A couple nights with the new Enya Ukulele. No piano. Haven’t straightened or sealed Dock Diamond Painting.

New slipper socks are moving along.

I haven’t touched these. Until this moment.
Same story here. Darn if touching these and writing this isn’t making a spark of desire click in.

So maybe this blog of self-awareness is keeping me honest to myself.

ADHD plays a part here. Flitting from idea to idea gets nothing done. Before I left the obsessive side was helping to get things done. And the arthritis side kept me from getting to the point of being crippled from any one hobby.

The only obsession this week has been finishing my old Sudoku book and reaching

On the other hand, it’s been nice to hang out with my husband this week.

Okay now time for Enya.

I know. Not a Uke but Bitmoji doesn’t have one for me.