Well, I’m committed. I’m going to make one thing a day, despite the fact that I’m at least half convinced I can’t do it.
I have a couple people egging me on. My friend J is going to give me 10 words a day in February, and I’ll try to create useful writing out of this. Of course, her vocabulary is scarily more large than mine. I’m going to tell myself it’s a learning experience.
My plan is pretty simple. I’m going to bake, I’m going to cook, and I’m going to write. I may also knit or crochet, but I need a teacher for those. I did crochet a little once before, and I’d like to do it again, but I will need a refresher course. I’ve never knitted. I also plan to give myself a little leeway to do whatever.
So, for now, there will be 5-10 days of baking, 5-10 of cooking, and an unknown number of storytelling. All else is up for grabs.
I miss my friend E. I’ve lost touch with her, and would love to have her to show me how to use all these seed beads. But they are also effective currency for me later in life, so I am not disappointed.
As for A, who started this whole thing, there are no words. She’s an ambitious soul, and good for a kick in the butt when needed. How did I end up here again? She got me considering it and J threw in her weight supporting A (as well as being impressed with A).
I’m a sucker for pressure and feedback. What can I say?