Making Things -

 On Friday, coming home from work, and having a busy busy weekend ahead, I thought, "I need a project." And then I questioned myself - "What are you saying? Your weekend is full." And then I stopped at the fabric store and bought some flannel to make a baby blanket. 

Last weekend I bought some wool to cut into pieces to sew back together again, in a different shape, and after spending $45 for a pieced wool wall-hanging that I didn't need, I spent $45 to have it framed for a space I don't have. 

Yesterday I spent 2 hours meal prepping for the week. I cut vegetables into bite-sized pieces, put them on pans and roasted them in the oven, the placed them in separate containers, for meals for the week. And then I invented a mac 'n cheese 'n roasted cauliflower dish for dinner (and I don't like mac 'n cheese). 

After dinner I pulled out the flannel, now in a blanket, and continued crocheting around the edges. 

I love a project. I love making things. I love the creating - from concept to finished item, the process gives me life as I give it life. I need projects - I stay engaged, can be present - or not, and incorporate elements of me in anything I produce. 

Dinner last night wasn't just the meal, it was the physical manifestation of my process - my creating. And in that, a gift, a piece of me. 

And today, this came in my email. And lovely Sarah Bessey's post spoke words to me. She feels the same! 

Enjoy.