My mind has been drawing a bloggy blank lately. Spring is fully here and as a result the Earth and Everything in it is beautiful, but I still can't seem to find inspiration. Or maybe I'm having an overload of wonderfulness and can't find the words to express it. No, I think it has everything to do with how busy I've become lately.
Okay, thinking about why I haven't been able to think isn't helping. I already know what I need to do...

- Pick flowers.
So, since I can't pick flowers today, I'll make an off-the-top-of-my-scatterbrained-head list of indoorsy things I could do that would fill me up again:
- Figure out that spinning wheel and pile of alpaca fiber I have
- Fold and unfold fabric (fellow fiber lovers will understand how absorbing that can be)
- Bake bread
- Sprout some sprouts (or, start them)
- Make yogurt with that old yogurt-making machine that just sits there in the cupboard
- Make pasta with that old pasta-making machine that just sits there in the cupboard
- Have a Game Marathon with the kids and call it "school"
- Write
- Listen to the Writer's Radio Show at 10am and 2pm (CST), probably via my cell phone and headphones.
- Embroider something like this (thanks for the link, Drewe Llyn!)
- Sew a little bag
- Take a nap
- Cook a fab dinner for that working man of mine (Did you catch that? He got a job!)
What do you do when you know you've become too busy?

