I got a local commission for a really involved pattern (just the pattern) and working on that sapped my desire to stitch. I finally finished the second installment of my Dreams and Nightmares series.
This one was a little easier to get through, and I think they'll continue getting easier which is maybe the point? I don't know.
Now I'm at a loss for what to do next. Mostly I've been reading up a storm while playing mindless time management games due to vastly increased leg pain. It's typical fibromyalgia changing-seasons bullshit. I haven't even been to snuggle with my cat, just her leaning against my leg is too much.
Also making it hard to sleep is being stalked by a morning dove. Never in three and a half years has there been a bird on the window ledge (it's a slanted ledge, not flat), and suddenly twice in as many days there's a morning dove cooing at me.
Yes, that sounds nice to some people, but birds don't like me and I don't like them. Not your normal doves, robins, starlings, cardinals and such anyway. I'm happy with crows and larger birds.