A reminder to myself: progress isn't only items crossed off a list. It's a verb, too! Move from one to the next.
I am making good progress (on the list) in progressing from spring into a summer. It is June. I'm getting some summer conference and vacation plans organized. I'm doing some of the work I want to do to make the autumn better.
Doing some catch-up cleaning and some deep cleaning. Doing some catch-up sleeping and some extra napping.
I'm getting some good textile play in.
That personal sock club kit prep is going gangbusters. Have yet to decide how I'm doing two scarves, but patterns are selected, prepped, swatched for the rest. I added one extra skein of sock yarn and bagged it up with a pattern. Have a library book to fetch, a photo copy to make and I'm set.
The kits would be useless if there were no knitting. And there is knitting. Have resurrected activity on a scarf for my aunt AND whomped out clue one of a mystery shawl KAL. I never do those. (Not true. I did one pair of socks, ending up about a year behind.). But look: real progress. Stash yarn and stash leftovers, to boot!
Sewing is on the move, too. There's some patchwork underway. (Story another day.). Monday I powered through the mending basket, which was stacked with an extra half basket of content. I think there are only a half dozen items left. Hemmed up a new vinyl tablecloth for a summer freshen-up. The long-stashed fabric had patiently awaited its day in the light. Progress.
I walked for an hour this morning. Spinach, poached eggs, and tea were a good reward.