I killed off my inner Martha. It was a glorious day and I enjoyed the murder thoroughly. However ...
My inner Martha has resurrected herself. I resisted at first. Something that is dead should stay dead. I believe that firmly.
I couldn't help myself.
I felt the urge for some time to do something domestically creative. Not just anything domestically creative, but something specific that had been on mind for some time. I didn't want to. People would think it was weird. It wasn't a necessary thing--why make it when you can buy it? Yet still I was compelled to do it.
So I took this project up last Saturday. I created something useful. And it actually works. And it's actually more convenient than the "store-bought" item of the same kind. And I felt very good inside.
That's when I realized Martha was back. I've decided she can stay as long as she behaves herself. But I promise you now that if I get the urge to create a loom and weave something, I will channel that creative energy into thinking up new ways to kill the inner Martha. She must know her place.
So what did I create? Come back Monday and see.