I decided to start collecting old spools of thread.
They fit perfectly on the ledge around my sewing room.
I can spend hours trimming up the loose threads.
I can organize them by color.
If I get bored I can play in my button box.
Simple minds only need simple joy?
Or is the truth hiding?
I only get joy out of the simple tasks because I am procrastinating
the bigger messes that are not so simple to clean up.