It isn't in my corner of the living room.
It isn't in the stash room.
It isn't anywhere in the nooks and crannies where needlework is squirreled away in this house.
I'm going to try to sit quietly and see if I can catch a glimpse of it and entice it back.
Or set a bear trap for it.
(Apparently I am not alone. Over on the site where those of us involved in the Cabinet of Curiosities class hang out, several people have been suffering from severe loss of mojo. Could it possibly be contagious? Whatever is causing it, I wish it would stop. Or someone would develop an inoculation.)