i was flailing yesterday.
what i mean to say is i was TRYING to work but nothing was working out.
(hold on- the cat keeps meowing at the door but when i open it and she just sits there like, dude, what's your issue with opening the door??)
ok, anyway, flailing. struggling uselessly. i kept messing up. and i knew it was my state of mind and a vicious cycle thing. the more i thought the day was getting away from me and the more i thought i have to be productive and pay the bills the more i flailed.
BUT, then, late in the afternoon instead of saying eff it and watching 5 episodes of "private practice" on netflix i womaned up and went outside and busted a move with the indigo pot.
so now i have all that pretty hand-dyed hemp silk and stretch knit up there and as soon as this bleeping rain eases up and i can take some photos there will be indigo cowls and scarves in the shop.