It’s a rainy Sunday afternoon and my major accomplishments today include: walking the pup, drinking coffee, napping, and preparing for an upcoming job interview. But most importantly, or at least, most fun, working on my braided rug.
It’s slow-going, but I’m enjoying the process immensely. I get to bounce back and forth between the braiding and the coiling/sewing. With the end of each strand of fabric I can decide what color to add in next. With either braiding or sewing, it’s very straightforward and frees up enough of my mind to wander off in other directions, wrestle with dilemmas, practice some meditation mantras, and so forth.
I do wish the sewing didn’t need to be done on a flat surface so I could cuddle up on the sofa.
Also handy: using strips from an old duvet cover (the center of the rug) as well as new fabric. Even the new fabric wasn’t too expensive: I could hunt around for remnants and end of bolt sales. Some patterns were kind of bleh, but the colors themselves quite pretty, so perfect for my purposes.
Stuff You Missed In History Class: “A Brief History of Redlining” (sad/embarrassing); “Sir Christopher Lee” (very cool); “History Mysteries Double Feature” (creepy and frustratingly unsolved)