It must be an old woman thing. You know, like orchids on every window ledge.
I have 12 round containers holding pencils, feathers, kitchen tools, hair sticks, every possible thing. And I live in a studio apartment. The sad thing is: I am not sure I am willing to give any of them up.
And, yes, this is a sorry excuse for a blog post. I just wanted to be sure my elderly brain remembered how to quickly assemble a collage in Photoshop. These days, I forget how to do stuff I don’t do regularly. I guess the lesson here is to KEEP DOING STUFF.
Oh, and it’s cold today. I zoomed into yoga today. The entire class zoomed in, but the teacher was all by herself in the classroom.
Went to a talk about end-of-life planning today. That’s important. But harsh. When it’s your end-of-life that you are planning. You only die once. So do it right! There are no do-overs.
PS – I found three more small round vessels holding stuff. That makes 15.