I swear, I can just FEEL the love.
Sometimes I forget that people actually read this blog. A heartfelt thankyou for all your emails and comments. They helped me to reconnect. I forget things when I'm sick, like the fact that I'm not the only person in the universe.
One of the things that happens when you're perfectly convinced that you're going to die, and then you don't, is that you are obliged to re-examine your life and your priorities.
I've come to the conclusion that this business of Not Crafting has to stop. Crafting makes me feel alive and worthwhile, like I'm contributing something to the world, rather than just leaving a big, fat, environmentally-degraded footprint on it. It also makes me happy, something I need to pay more attention to.
This means that the time I spend noodling around on the computer will necessarily diminish, so I will be posting less, I think. The good news is that I am more likely to have something to offer when I do post, albeit yet another picture of a work in progress. And maybe the odd breakfast, just to drive Bec nuts.
That's the plan, anyway. Poppalina is turning back into a Craft Blog.
I also made an appointment with my specialist. High time I did that, too. The radioactive iodine treatment that he recommended 4 years ago and that I responded to with a polite, but firm, Over my dead, fucking body, is suddenly looking attractive.
I've had enough of living like a demented bag lady, that's for sure.
