Mind Tricks

This is the beginning of a black, white, and shades of grey half-square triangle of a block  quilt I'm making for one of my quilting chapter's challenges. It was hard to work on it, and I didn't work on it for long today. In the four to six weeks before this one, I worked full-time or close to it, something I do not normally do. There were a couple of large, important projects that needed doing, and I'm sort of the on-call person for some of those. I shipped everything off at the end of last week, leaving me with little to work on right now. My mind so far has yet to accept that. I started to work on this block and, bam, some little part of my brain is saying that I should feel guilty for not working. It makes no difference that I have no work to do. My mind has gotten in the habit of working. I hope that this weekend, I can convince my mind that it is a weekend and I do not work on weekends ... except that I did on a couple of them in the last few weeks. Hmmm.

Symbolism

My head is still reeling from a morning of proofing the university's organizational chart.

Will Work for Fiber

This will be something like my sixth year helping a local vendor at the Fall Fiber Festival, my second basically running the booth Saturday because the owner is finishing up working an overlapping show. I have my choice of getting paid in cash or fiber. Yeah, like there's any question about which I prefer.

A Change of Scenery

I got a replacement for the six-year-old laptop I've been using for work, along with a docking station. Thanks to older son's not using his monitor right now, I have a sweet new setup in the office. The Mac on the left runs Twitter news feeds and my personal email account so I can keep the work computer dedicated to, what else, work.

Paid by the Hour

I work hourly and have trouble imagining going back to full-time, salaried employment. When I have work to do and do it, I am paid. When I do not have work to do, I do other things. Today, I had some work to do.