Admitting Defeat, but not Defeated

Once again, I am cleaning and decluttering my house. Mostly, I need to declutter my workroom, my studio, and my closet. This time I mean it. Don't laugh. I know it won't be done tomorrow and if you come by next week, the clutter will probably still be there, but it will get done. 

I will go through all my craft supplies and put them out for my kids and grandkids to peruse and choose what they want to keep. I'll keep a few things here for the grandkids, for sure, but most of the craft supplies are going to go. It's been two years since I've done any serious craft work. There may be a yard sale in our future. (next spring)

This has been one of the more difficult transitions for me with my Parkinson's and Dystonia. While I can still do things with my hands, I don't have the energy to focus on the work. My imagination has slowed as my thinking has slowed. I know part of this is my medication, but not all. It's been a gradual decline in my work. I can still knit and felt and make books. I just can't make them like I want to make them. It's the difference between having legible handwriting and doing calligraphy. Craft-wise, I'm at the legible handwriting stage. I'd rather stop for now than make things I'm not excited about.

So, the craft supplies are going. I'll keep the gallery here and the patterns, but there won't be anything new for now. Some day, when I have more time and energy, maybe I'll try something totally different. I don't know what it will be, but I'm already thinking about the possibilities. 

For now, I'm mostly excited about seeing the top of my desk.