I've got some sort of mojo back. It might be the walking. My sister started the 10,000 steps program, and I got motivated. Before I retired, I'd go for good walks during lunch or break times, and really did 10,000 steps/day. Then I retired and turned into a sloth. And I have felt slothful for about 6 years now. Enough already. I'm walking again, and loving it. Starting off slowly, I'm up to 4700 steps in a walk. Every day I'm adding a bit, and should be at 10,000 pretty soon. And it's paying off: I have energy again. Plus, I make sure that I don't sit for hours. I get up and move all the time.
Of course it helps that we're having the most glorious spring weather around. Wait until it rains; then I'll have to go back to the gym or use an umbrella. But right now, it's so beautiful outside, and I can't wait to go marching.
Quilting is now a walking activity. I stand up to iron and go downstairs to cut or trim. All the time. When I was assembling my Floating Squares quilt, I had the blocks laid out in the bedroom, and walked there every time I needed to sew each block together with the rest. I figured out that a row took about 100 steps.
I'm turning into a motion machine. I really like it, too.
So, on the design floor in the living room (a level down. We live in this dopey split-level house) is Rose Chevrons. At the moment, I'm going with the chevron layout.
Then, yesterday, I went down to the Dyeing Dungeon, AKA the cellar (2 levels down from the kitchen), and did a bit of dyeing. I found some long-lost yarn in one of my yarn tubs, and I want to use it up. So here you are. (I also did a dye-up for a mystery crochet project, but it's a mystery so no pics yet.)
This is Shelley yarn, a fingering weight (despite that lofty look) with a soft twist to it. Very nice. I think I have about 16 more skeins, and then that's it.
Gotta go and walk. Yay, walking.