This week, I largely avoided the news.
There comes a point when the events of the world are just so frustrating, so maddening, that it does me no good to try to keep up with it. I simply shut it all out. I know, I’m kind of a fatalist. Things are going to do what they are going to do whether I read about it or not.
However, I was pleasantly surprised at just how fruitful everyone else was this week. Here are a few things that fueled me.
On My Calendar
It occurred to me recently that it has been a very long time since I tried anything new. When was the last time I actually did something where I might fail, where I have to be a student, an amateur?
Enter Thursday nights. I’ve had an itch in the back of my mind for a couple of years now, and I’m finally scratching it. I signed up for a basic woodworking class at our local guild. Not because I have to, or I want to start a new career or open an Etsy shop. I don’t care if what I bring home looks like a child made it. I am so thrilled to just try something new.