Today

Today I breathed a lot. Today I cried a lot. Today I started to think again about what was important to me: my committment to my partner, the love of my family, my freshness for life, and staying present in my body. Nothing like life throwing you some hefty curve balls to get your priorities straight.

Spiders on the Rise

The Saturday newspaper the other week talked about spider numbers on the rise. I was going to write today about how I've become obsessed with the spiders living in my backyard, their intricate webs, the large bodies, and the simple co-existence of them and me. It is true, we do exist quite peacefully--me in the house, them in my bushes--however, I just looked at a few photos from the newspaper website of common spiders and, well, I've lost my nerve to write about them. Until tomorrow (if I don't have any nightmares).

Wake Up!

• Seeing the strips of fabric sewn the wrong way.
• Cutting 9" instead of 3"
• The volume of the sewing machine at 11:15 PM.

Quilt or Sleep? Quilt or Sleep?

What It's Like to be Home

As you can probably tell, One a Day has not been 'one a day' lately. There are a number of reasons. Not excuses mind you, but observations I've had.

First, way back in May when I started this assignment I changed the time zone setting on my account from PST to GMT. After all, I am now living in London full-time and not the West Coast of the States. However, since coming back to California I had forgotten all about switching time zones and was astonished to realize that as I was making my one a day deadline, it published as the next day, 8 hours ahead, as if I were in London. Lifeshock #1.

Second, I have no routine here. No empty house to myself, no set aside time to check my email, write, and blog. And can I just say, I miss my laptop. Ok, I not necessarily my laptop in particular as a midnight discussion with my love the other night proved I desperately need one that works, but the IDEA of a laptop. Freedom. Mobility. No back aches sitting at a not-computer-desk desk. (Which, I may also take the time to note, I don't have in either country.)

Thirds, it's busy here. People's works schedules. Family. Friends. All good, don't get me wrong, but not much time to walk in the park--or write on the computer. It'll be sporadic for a week or two, but I think I'll start by changing the time zone temporarily.