So here I was...sitting at the table wondering if it would be a good idea or not to go to bed early. It's 7:30 p.m. TOO early.
I am feeling squelched, squished, and not creative at all. I live to create...it is my self-expression. I have been quilting and making jammie bottoms for quite some time. And, as anyone who does either can tell you, I have lots of fabric. So it's not like there is lack of things to do. In fact, there are many tops in need of quilting and I do just-so-happen to have a quilter and frame. UGH~
So I prayed. I do NOT like depression. So...now I am ironing fabric:). I cranked up the Praise-n-Worship music, got out the ole ironing board, and turned the iron on. God is sooo amazing!
Ironing is somehow soothing to my soul. I learned how to from my mom, of course. Then later on, I made a deal with my Dad. He needed his work clothes ironed and I needed an iron and ironing board. He bought them and I ironed:). I think I just hit on why ironing soothes me. It is an emotional connection to my parents. Wow~ Imagine THAT! ROTFLMAO!!!!
Gotta get back to the task at hand.