I read in bed for many extra hours, totally paralyzed by the cuteness of purring cats. If I moved they moved too, sometimes settling back before I'd even stopped shifting. Jasper looked at me when my elbow was resting on his head, like, "OK look lady I'm trynna sleep stop messin' it up!" He has an amazing ability to guess what I might do next, get there ahead of me, stretch himself in my path and give me dirty looks like I'm following him just to get on his nerves. When he's not being a jerk he's totally charming, which is why I find it extra hard to get out of bed when I have no clients or meeting scheduled and it's cold outside and my cat thinks I'm an awesome place to nap. In that moment I AM something, and some breathing creature is appreciating the shit out of me for just being still, which is nice.
However, I do have my customary giant list of things I'd like to get done. Three pillows and most of the fabric I need are sitting on the sewing table. Do I need zippers? Is the envelope style copping out on quality? (Oh perfection, you merciless bastard, nothing has been measured or cut and already I'm worried about it.) It's just that I want to use this lovely piece of fabric that has crewel work on it, my friend used to have it hanging over her kitchen window. She is wonderful at loving something and then letting it go. She knew how much I loved looking at it, so she gave it to me. That was over a decade ago. So, even though she has probably forgotten about, I imagine that when it finally does become a pillow, she will recognize it and express joy at the continued existence of it (which sounds perfectly delightful). And I am trying to decide, if in that moment, I would also like to say, “Look, it even has a zipper!” In typing that out I have solved my problem. That's too much worry for such a strange reward, I'm going envelope with it. That takes care of the pre-construction of one whole pillow.
Whew. That's solved. Wonder how long it will take me to make that pillow.
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