Perches is contemplating her own store and the Queen is getting uber crafty with fabric. I'm feeling the very strong pull of the creative world, too. Liberating me from the padded cell of an office cube. Freedom from pointless meetings where people drone on and on about unimportant and unnecessary things.
I sit in meetings and I imagine new designs and patterns.
I make lists of projects I want to start or finish while people think I'm taking notes.
I crochet in my mind to make the meeting more interesting. (I know - that one's weird. But if happen to do it, you know what I'm talking about.)
I envision a quaint little yarn store, filled to the brim with yarns of all colors and textures and prices. And I see my name on the door.
Someday - hopefully sooner rather than later.
In the meantime, visions of fiber happiness will make the days in the padded cube bearable enough for me to return each day.
And in the meantime, there may just be a virtual store front in my future, too.