Sometimes, after finishing a good book or an awesome knitting project, I feel adrift. Unfocused. Unable to settle into something.
That's how I felt last night.
I went to the dentist yesterday afternoon for my cleaning (no cavities! yea me!) and then came home, prepped dinner and lunch, and then sat down to work on something. Only I didn't really want to work on anything. I had a hard time concentrating and really couldn't figure out what to do.
So, I got up and cleaned the kitchen since it needed to be done and then settled back down for my new book (Tea Time for the Traditionally Built by Alexander McCall Smith) and some knitting.
I did manage to get some knitting done, but not a lot. I encouraged myself with a small goal--one pattern repeat on the sock, get through the eyelet rows on the shawl--so that's what I did.
Then I went to bed where I slept like the dead until 6am this morning. Maybe I was tired last night?