I know I'm not the only one winter does this to; its cold, its dark, and its depressing.
I hate that I don't want to do anything that I enjoy, I have to force myself to spin, or crochet. The only thing that doesn't suffer that I love is reading. Plenty of time for that. I don't want to post on here, guess that's pretty obvious.... I don't want to go out side to work with the animals; I have great plans for an old silver sided shed out back, I want to move it over to the sheep pen and set it up as a shelter for them, but I can't seem to talk myself into going out in the cold to clean the damned thing out!
I started crocheting hair scrunchies again, hoping the fact that they are small and quick will help me get back to where I want to be and not put me off when I look at one... you know that feeling you get that says "That job is just too big for me right now, I think I'll go lay on the couch!"? Yep! Thats the one!
I just went to find my pile of scrunchies to take a picture, cant find them. I had them in my hand yesterday, all in a row, and I remember putting them somewhere.... I'm in a fog. I wish the sun would come out. As soon as I find them I'll post a picture.
Oh, and for the worry warts, don't mind me, I do this every year... pretty much.