It was rainy for most of the weekend, so I spent a good amount of time inside. I'm still in the midst of completing several projects while continually being struck by inspiration to start new ones. Sunday I just felt so unfocused, and nothing seemed to calm me down. I tried working out, playing and napping, none of which worked. Then, I sat down, turned on some Miles Davis and got to work on a special quilt for a very special person, and suddenly, I just felt right.
The boys went outside to play, and I was left alone to do some sewing for just a short time before starting to make dinner. It was the best I had felt all weekend.