Distraction

My week has been distracting my way through the impeachment trial. I feel that it is my respectful duty to at least watch it since I have the opportunity to. I have seen most of it. But I was in luck that one of my not so impulse buys arrived in the mail on Monday.

I have been wanting to get back into doing some counted cross stitch. I know that as an art form, even a craft form it is considered outdated and not highly valued. When it was popular back in the Eighties it was my craft of choice. I loved making patterns made by the colored x's. I loved the pictures made by the subtle patterns. It filled a need to create beauty around me. I was captivated by it again back in November when I found an old Good Housekeeping pattern book at my favorite thrift store. My fingers and soul long to work with it again.

It was an affordable hobby back in the day. Floss, fabric and all other supplies were easily had anywhere you buy craft supplies. The price was fair, most of my project required only minimal financial investment. I was surprised to discover that a skein of floss that I could have bought for twenty cents now costs nearly a full dollar. And most stores only have the barest of selections. There isn't much demand for it anymore.

My brother bought me a good selection of floss for Christmas. But every project that I was interested in doing required ten or twenty colors that I did not have. I was getting discouraged until I saw a Facebook ad for Wish. Generally, I do not like wish. The prices are excellent, but you get what you get and it takes a long time. I also have grave misgivings about the origin of the products too. Still, this was an almost complete collection of the floss that I prefer to use for my product and with shipping, it was less than ten cents per skein. I knew that at best I'd be getting factory seconds, but it's a good start. So I caved and purchased it.

As I said above, it arrived on Monday. It was packaged in a small, see-through, clear plastic pouch. In that form, it was of little use in a project. I needed to organize and store the floss in a manner that I can find the skeins I need of the projects that I'd like. I had anticipated it and bought some plastic boxes and cards to do it. As I watched the sad spectacle of the worst of American politics take place in living color, I wound each skein onto a spool and placed it in numerical order into the storage boxes. I finished this evening about the time Rep. Nadler usurped Rep. Schiff's final answer for the evening and the end of the question and answer phase of the trial. As happy, thrilled even, as I was to be finished wrapping all of those spools of floss, I was even happier to be finished listening to the long throng of useless and leading questions asked. I am equally saddened by the lack of simple moral character I have seen. So many people not willing to stand up and call out what is wrong. They simply don't care about right and wrong. I give up. The man is made of Teflon. He will never be held accountable for any of the evil he commits.