CountryMouse's Refuge

I can't remember how to say that in Furbish, or if the Furbys even say that in their own language. But they do say it in English (and possibly other languages. I once had a Spanish Furby; but I'd gotten him from someone else who had stored him with one of those horrible pine tree air fresheners that taxi drivers use, so he smelled *ick*. He went to Goodwill eventually, after spending all his time here in a Ziploc bag).

Anyway, I can *see* the computer screen, but I'm squinting. The sunlight is SO BRIGHT! All our windows are east-facing, so on sunny days forget playing video games, watching much of anything on TV, etc. And back here in my computer room, well, I become Ole Squinty Eyes.

Daisy is a little mousie who has been with me for years and years. She has travelled with the Cat'r almost everywhere he has gone, from Los Angeles and San Francisco to Philadelphia and eastward. These are her special assignments, to watch over the Caterpillar.

Her longest and most arduous assignment, which she is still on, is in Kentucky. Here she is, with others who help her in her work (click on the pic to see it larger):




That's Lord Ganesha, reading, and Mickey & Minnie Mouse, kissing. :-D

(photo taken by the Cat'r and used with his permission)

When I read the blogs of others who knit and/or crochet, I feel like such an underachiever. I have had my times in the past when I crocheted madly, churning out various projects. But eventually that becomes very wearing and causes burnout. But it's more then that. So many knitters and crocheters leap at the chance to learn new techniques and tackle harder projects as quickly as possible. I must be lazy. Or timid. Or both. I do know I've hit a wall again. I can think of so many other things I'd rather do than take up the hook or needles.

I'm almost sorry I joined Ravelry. I do not wish to upload photos of all my completed projects to Flickr just so I can show them off at Ravelry. I'm not that accomplished, plus I already have all my photos up on my own website. It would be redundant. I know that Ravelry is a Virgo's dream come true; but at the moment I REALLY don't feel like organizing my stash, patterns, needles, etc. ad nauseam. I just have other things I'd rather be doing.

This is just a part of a recurrent feeling of inadequacy I have regarding what constitutes being a "good wife" or even a worthwhile human being. Maybe it's a lack of organization on my part, a need to manage my time better, and to have more drive or ambition. Part of me wants to be that superwoman; the other part rebels and wants to float through life.

There has to be a happy medium (no psychic jokes, please).

(written by handwriting recognition on my UMPC whilst eating a late supper)