The list is all checked off, at least enough of it. Enough that I can leave for the weekend. Everything's packed, including the beginning of a new piece for myself, about childhood and holding onto what was good.
I'm off to a workshop through Sunday, a self-indulgent splurge that I've been looking forward to since last spring. This experience is so out of my comfort box, and right up my alley all at the same time.
More about the workshop (and the spoon) soon...
Wishing everyone a happy and kind weekend!
