New Week, New Month

I turned the calendar page to June yesterday. Gasp! The first week is already full; jammed. Appointments, meetings and two separate out-of-town overnight trips; all before Saturday. I reflected on what I need to do vs. what I want to do and then paused to count my blessings. I am blessed that I'm able to go and do, period. It's all a matter of perspective.

I had my Southern Album class yesterday afternoon. I hadn't finished my homework either, the Oak Reel and Acorn block was still in pieces and not appliqued to the background. I used a few found moments before class began to simply sit and stitch quietly by hand... it was heaven, free from commitments and distractions. I never seem to be able to locate those moments when I'm at home. There's always laundry to put away, a meal to prepare or a ringing phone to answer. I reminded myself that if I don't find that time, every day, it's not going to come knocking at the door all by itself.

I have just brewed a pitcher of Raspberry Iced Tea. I'm going to pour myself a glass and sit outside this afternoon, I'll finish up my applique homework from May. If not now, when? Rest assured that his busy week before me will all fall into place, day by day, they always do. I've written myself a prescription: June afternoons, take one hour a day! These self assigned bright spots are vibrantly glowing, yet patiently waiting, on my otherwise overfilled calendar pages of must-do chores.

Why do I do this?
Certainly the busy-ness won't endure for all time;
but, the quilt will!
Life is Good!