There is one thing I have kept up, in terms of playing with yarns, even this past week, and that has been knitting. I said I learned to cable-knit (is that the right way to say it?) from Mom in January, and I've been knitting and unraveling one ball of yarn since the start of February.
It's become a tad easier to keep the same tension in one sitting, as long as I don't knit for too long, but the next time I pick it up, the tension is all too different. And if I'm watching an interesting TV program at the same time, the knitting gets even more wobbly.
I am enjoying designing as I go, and knitting for the sake of knitting, rather than to work on a project. In fact, I like this tree trunk so much, I think I will keep it as is for the time being. I'm honestly taken aback by how much I'm enjoying the act of knitting, and how carefree I feel, and how that freedom allows me to make non-utilitarian object, not as preparation or study for the future, but just for the sake of making it. And I so understand knitters' temptation to make three-dimensional... stuff. So you have been warned.
Ben and I talked about more spontaneity in my weaving, but I have such a mental block about that still I need to ease myself into it. I'm also amazed that there is no wet-finishing for knitting, so I think the only thing remaining with this tree trunk is to steam press, with a wet cloth in between?