I spent an hour and a half in the pottery studio last night and it was so refreshing. I worked just a little bit this summer (the results on my shelf pictured above), but in a fit of birthday new beginnings have decided to try for a shop update (re-opening!) in time for Easter.
I cleaned (eek, they've missed me: it was a disaster) and just threw 4 mug bases, but came home so invigorated and cheerful. Hopefully cheerful enough that the husband noticed and will be eager to enable the continuing habit. Weirdly, my overarching feeling was just competence; it was great to have complete control of that little window of time and spend it doing something I'm skilled at. Which is not always true of the life with little ones I consciously chose but am so often daunted by.