......this is one of those bizarrely wonderful old sayings that I like. And quite applicable at present, so read on....
Firstly, I have got myself a JOB. Yes, one of those things that normal people have, where you have to be somewhere else from 8.30 to 5 from Monday to Friday, and in exchange, you get money. A job interferes with my ability to do what I like when I like (and I DO like to do things that way) but needs must etc. I decided that a regular income is needed, so a job it is. I decided this last Sunday (ahem! I know I haven't posted since then), found a couple of suitable jobs online and applied for them on Sunday night. I had a job offer on Monday afternoon. Speedy, even by my standards. I spent most of Friday overlapping the current person to learn what to do, and I start for real tomorrow (Monday). The job involves looking after investment details for clients of a financial planner on complicated software programmes, processing the buying and selling of shares and investments, and anything else related to client portfolios.
Consequently (and secondly), my creative time will become more limited. Of course, I'll still be running my dye business AND my financial services business in my spare time.
Thirdly, I wanted to post photos of the mohair jersey I just knitted, and the 2 others I'm working on but @#$%^!! Picasa ate my photos, so here's some completely irrelevant shots of the black and white quilt I made for Sophie's former boyfriend about 4 years ago.
This is the top, featuring appliqued cows, as he liked cows. Some are running, some standing still and some jumping. I drew all these. The reverse (below) was freehand curves. This was a fully reversible quilt-as-you-go queen sized quilt.
By the end, I was thoroughly sick of black and white and vowed I'd never make a quilt with them again.