I am a slug. My creativity is slime.
Let me explain.
You see, when slugs are in their ideal environment, they happily cruise around from point A to point B. All their needs are met by lush vegetation and soggy climate. A slug in it's ideal habitat exudes very little slime.
But stick a slug in a less than ideal environment. Maybe it's too dry. Maybe it's too warm. Whatever the discomfort, a slug will use it's one superpower: Slime. Silvery slime trails will cover everything. Even the slug will be coated in it's own protective slime layer.
Do you see my analogy? Since the move, I've been so ecstatically happy to be where I am, I haven't been very creative. Sure, every once in a while, I'll pull out the yarn while watching a movie. Or I'll dust off the sewing machine. In fact, two weeks ago the temperature hit 78 (a real heat wave for the Pacific Northwest) and I started working on a project that had been hibernating for over a year. But for the most part I'm too busy enjoying the life going on around me to care about the new Vogue Knitting, or the yarn shop that went out of business.
And I'm okay with that. Except it makes for a boring craft blog.