Looking at wool and thinking that I can spend some time quietly crocheting also does the same thing. I am three quarters of the way through another blanket and seeing it come together as I do a little bit when I have time...such a solitary endeavour.......calms me.
Spending time mooching about in Charity shops and then seeing some odd little thing...like this childs lampshade.........which I didn't buy but which I think is really cute. I looked at it and took a quick photo of it....it was french and very old fashioned...and a lady bought it immediately after I put it down.
I have realised that the common link in these pleasures of mine is silence...peace...quietness.
I spend my working life talking to people.
The mister has to have a radio or a tv on at all times.
When I am alone I can spend a whole day with not a word being spoken...and that suits me fine.
I like being silent.
Thinking my own thoughts.
So when there was discussion about this years office Christmas party.............in my head I thought about last year.....and I thought about what pleases me......and I thought I might just not go.