Lo and behold, the huge printer disappeared from the livingroom floor this weekend. I don’t care where it went I’m just happy to have it gone. To celebrate and to really reclaim and take ownership of my blocking space (and prevent the printer from coming back) I left my home yesterday with no less than six projects blocking. This is going to ease the itch coming from not finishing anything in a while and will make a huge difference. Things for friends, things for babies, boxes to tick off my list. It’s working its blocking magic while I rest my soul. I guess I’ll be weaving in ends when I come back home.