Stitching, Gaming and Everything Else

There are times when hav­ing so many inter­ests is, well, of ques­tion­able val­ue. (Not that I’m about to give any of them up.)

When I’m stitch­ing I feel guilty because I haven’t done a pod­cast in a while. Sam is hav­ing a fit with some sort of weird noise just appear­ing in the record­ings, though, and I don’t have the patience he has for re-record­ing over and over again to get a full pod­cast done acceptably. 

So I stitch, but I should also be doing some web work or blog­ging, or house­work. And I know I must owe some­one cor­re­spon­dence. At least most of those peo­ple know why I’m tak­ing a bit of a break.

Luck­i­ly, gam­ing and stitch­ing go well togeth­er, although some­how, very lit­tle work gets done dur­ing the intense sessions. 

Then there are the cats. Shel­ley has decid­ed that she does­n’t care what her past train­ing has been. She wants to be held when she wants to be held, and at 17 years old, she takes prece­dence over any WIP. The kit­ten is still learning—no, I’m not still try­ing vain­ly to teach the kit­ten not to chase my thread. It’s up to me to always remem­ber to put WIPs away so that he can’t nest on them.

At least it’s a full life, rather than an emp­ty one.