that crossed my chest and made the chondritis flare. Then it was the cold, and the damp.
It could be worse, at least I was still functional.
So the weather is still iffy but I’ve been dealing with it. I got through “Nemo” with minimal anxiety. Yay, me. Every step that doesn’t make me cry is a step forward. I’m still counting down to Spring, and telling myself that every breath I take is one breath closer to the day I don’t have to think about snow for 6 months.
Quilt progress is slow, but notable. I’m more than half way through the second row. It’s soothing to my nerves – the movement of the needle through the fabric is like a form of meditation. Bear said tonight that he didn’t really understand this quilting thing till he saw the heart done free-hand, and thought it looked pretty amazing. That made me happy, made me smile. 🙂 It’s nice to have him sort of get something so important to me.