I wanted to write today about how I have also found sewing to be cathartic. I have some personal stuff going on just now, which has been both emotionally and physically painful (apologies for not going into detail, but some stuff just isn't for the blog) and as a result have been off work for pretty much 2 weeks. I've felt a little guilty about this, especially because last week physically I felt fine. Whilst I didn't feel up to going to work, I definitely didn't want to sit around and wallow in my emotional state. I know my moods and I know that dwelling on stuff, for me, is not productive.
|Muscari on our bedroom windowsill|
|The view from our couch - floppy hyacinths|
|Beautiful bouquet sent by my managers|
I'm sorry for such a downer of a post, I am OK physically and will be OK emotionally. I really pondered about actually publishing this post due to the private nature and because it feels quite self-indulgent and "pity me", which is not my intention. But I guess I wanted to share and explore another level of what a hobby like sewing can offer. I'm also aware I will probably reference my current mood when I finally post my Mad Men dress, so I guess I may as well explain it, as best as I can, now.
N.B. I'm not usually one for "here's my week on instagram", but I don't like posts without pictures and these are the other things that have been cheering me up this week!