Wednesday I fell off the red mare, and landed hard on my butt.
Thursday the Dr. who'd pronounced me sound was over-ruled by someone with a different interpretation of the x-ray, and I was warned I'd probably broken my ankle. From falling on my butt. I think it has something to do with the stirrup, but I dunno. Plus, I can stand and walk on it?
Friday I got an air cast, got an earfull for walking around and got ready for the first of two set building Saturdays at the high school, except –
Saturday both Al and I had either a very fast virus or food poisoning. I won't go into details, but we basically slept or prowled around the house all day. Mostly slept. I handed off the plans, lists and lists of lists to somebody else, and was grateful there was someone around to pick up some slack.
Today I realized the month had changed while I was …out of it, and I need a new idea for February.
So for February I intend to make a new rubber stamp every day. I like carving stamps, and I have all the tools I'll need for it, including a couple dozen erasers. This should be fun, putting little pieces of design into practice. And then in March, I can try to make larger patterns with them, as part of the process I'm thinking about for teaching myself fabric design.
I'll post all the pictures tomorrow, from the end of January to the first couple of stamps of February.