I’m having a quiet day. I need it. I’m sitting spinning and writing blog posts in my head. I do that a lot! Trouble is i forget them later… So…
Why do i need a quiet day I hear you ask?
Yesterday Lovely Husband took me up to Clevedon to pick up the loom accessories I had ordered from the Spinning Weal shop. We thought the motorway would be ok but what should have taken an hour took two due to congestion and it was similar on the return trip. I was ready and prepared to don my headphones when I entered the store but it was so quiet (being lunch time) that I didn’t. I was fine chatting with David about yarn and guilds until suddenly there was chatter behind me as I stood at the check out. I was concentrating on paying and putting my card away and couldn’t get my headphones out. I really wanted to ask them if they would please stop chattering until my transaction had finished, but you can’t do that, can you?! It wasn’t just that though, it was mostly the lengthy journey, the stop starting etc , it messes with my sensory processing. I arrived home overwhelmed and desperately needing quiet and calm, which i got. Went to bed very tired and aware that my anxiety levels were high. But I’m unable to judge how high. I had one hour of sleep. So today is a quiet day. I’m content spinning.
This is rather a bright orange that I’m plying. I shall over dye most of it to tone it down.
I find it’s pointless worrying about not sleeping so i keep my mind busy usually by reading. Last night I searched and read blogs. That’s how I come to reblog Jasper’s blog post. I find it hard to articulate how I feel or what I think if it’s about myself. I’ve read so many wonderfully written blog posts in the last week or so about other’s experience on the autism spectrum or about someone’s life with sensory processing disorder that have touched me and I’ve thought, yes, that’s my experience too, that I am going to reblog these posts I find. Hey, it will be yet another collection! I love collections 😃
Here’s my hanks of handspun yarn hanging from the beam above my head left to finish drying.
Thanks for dropping by xx