So I spent the afternoon crying over Little Women. You know the version with Elizabeth Taylor. I love the movie in all it’s forms and funny thing is, I’ve never read the book. Hm, maybe I should.

There are two parts that get me every time. The part where Jo sells her hair for her mother’s coach fare to get to her father. Her mother says, “Your hair will grow back, but you’ll never be as beautiful as you are right now.” Sob.
Then at the end. The professor brings her published book and says,”I have nothing to offer but my heart and these empty hands.” She takes his hand and says, “Not empty now.” Sob again.

Big baby, I am.

I got an email today from a man I’ve met in person 3 times. He lives in another state and has just started spinning this summer. We’ve had some good talks about fibery stuff. He’s very interesting and the engineer in him looks at this in a very technical way so his emails always stretch me as well as remind me how much I do know.
Anyhow, he told me that he’s just been diagnosed with a form of Leukemia. His prognosis is good but I probably won;t be seeing him again until next summer. I cried like a baby. I’ve met the man 3 times for crying out loud! Maybe too much cancer in my life this summer.

I’m tired. I don’t usually like to complain here on the blog. I try to stay upbeat and positive in all areas but I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I need some sort of schedule and a good plan. I’m just feeling overwhelmed. I’m finding myself hiding in my room more when I’m not at the shop. It’s got to stop. I need to face things. Make a list of tasks that need to be done and a schedule for completing them.

A Plan.

O.K. I’m glad I wrote this.
I don’t know if any of what I’m saying will make sense to anyone else but there it is.

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