Too Much and Not Enough

Lately there has been too much going on--too much work at work, too much stuff to go through at home, and not nearly enough needlework to compensate.

There has been a little:

And there was a little more accomplished this past week-end when I ran away from home and spent the week-end with Baby Girl. I threw a bunch of little projects in my tote bag and took off. It was lovely. Those projects, however, are in the finishing basket and Not Ready for Prime Time.

We hope to run away again this week-end. It will be our last visit to The Flash and his parents until after the spring thaw next year. Assuming, of course, that we can get there. We have to traverse the mountains of West Virginia, and they have been slammed by blizzard conditions. Weather.com says that tomorrow afternoon will be much better, the highway patrol says the interstates are clear, and we are stubborn and want to go.

It's important even more so now, as we look at the devastation Sandy brought, to be sure to make contact with our loved ones. And to remember that material things can be replaced, that memories are what's important, and that everything can change in minutes.

So I've stopped complaining about work or going through 20 years of accumulation at home or the lack of time to stitch. I'm thinking about all the people who wish they had that normalcy. And remembering to send a check to the Red Cross.