I was planning to whimper about not getting things done because my schedule was shattered. It was hot, I had too many ideas and not enough time, there are still weeks to go before Doctor Who starts. There isn’t enough cheese in the world for all that whine.
Then I saw this plant in the front yard. Its home is shattered, but is it complaining? Well, maybe it is, but it’s still growing. “Self,” I said, “get yourself into the sewing room and do something.”
So I did, and I found a project for a favorite fabric collection. This will be a gift, and there’s a better than average chance it will finished on time.
Luck and wisdom!