I have finally realized that I was born to plan. Perhaps because I didn’t have siblings and had to entertain myself or perhaps due to some genetic predisposition, I can’t remember a time when I didn’t relish putting together a plan. I even have a Masters in Planning. So why did it take me close to sixty years to figure this out. I derive untold pleasure in deciding to do a particular project and then setting out to pick a pattern, a yarn and any tools that I need to get it done. If I need to learn a new technique or stitch I attack this task with relish. Unfortunately I am often over the project before I finish it. I know however that there is always a new one in the works.
I am thinking that I should be spinning or dyeing my own yarn, creating something beautiful, passing it on and starting something new. Could I be moving into a new area of creative pursuit? Not really sure but I intend to go with it.