Inspiration/lack of inspiration

Sometimes it is easy. A project is started, or completed; a technique has been fascinating you; you have been somewhere, or met someone, interesting.

Sometimes, not so. You may have been jogging away at some pleasing stuff, but it isn't yet, or may never be blogworthy. There's nothing wrong with life, your mojo, or anything else. It is all just....mundane.

And then just sometimes, something gets in the way - maybe only "life" (or the ironing); maybe something a little bit more demanding of one's focus.

When I started this blog, I was asked by someone if I was doing the revealing the innermost thoughts thing. Well, nope. OK, maybe just occasionally. What you get, hopefully, is some of the things I have been doing that I regard as share-worthy; a record of my work and teaching; thoughts about fibrecrafts - and as I freely admit, ramblings about other stuff that I enjoy. But not, I devoutly hope, a Dear Diary, my BFF was mean to me. Yeah, well, I verge, sometimes!

Recently, mainly the not-so of late. I am doing stuff, principally lots of spindle spinning and knitting with spindle spun yarn, as we have a lot of workshops coming up. Other prepwork for those classes. Doing some writing, and I'm not going to blog about that if it is going to be published elsewhere.

But here, I am going to verge a bit. I've been distracted by some health issues, apparently nothing too serious, just uncomfortable, when all of a sudden my GP goes in to panic mode and fast tracks me in to the hospital appointment system. Now, that is enough to distract anyone from blogging, if not of the letting it all hang out persuasion!

Two appointments later, one of which was my first ever endoscopy, such fun, and it seems as if all is going to be well. Apparently, I take after both my parents - courtesy of the mater I have a hiatus hernia, and thanks to my father, I have a gastric ulcer. And, resulting from both these things no doubt, oesophagitis to boot. (OK, so it could all be coincidence, but I am a great believer in heredity!)

Well, that explains a lot!

I'm going back to my spindle spinning now. I should have more interesting blog-fodder soon, we have a couple of theatre trips upcoming and one or two projects coming to a climax. I'm feeling pretty positive in the main, and all we need is the sun back in big enough chunks for me to sit out in it and I shall be a new woman, I tell you.

I'm even beginning to get used to having the DSM around all the time. Partly because I am heartily amused by his addiction to the internet, after all these years of teasing me. Ravelry in particular - he is hardly ever off it, as I am sure that many of you will have noticed. I feel that I need to post a disclaimer that I do not necessarily share the opinions of my spouse. On the other hand, as he is doing such a great job of making me real rice pudding (thereby disproving his family's adage of "poorly sick and can't eat rice pudding") perhaps I should just leave the poor guy alone.

For once.....