I don't know what hit me yesterday -- I got home and *couldn't* stop twitching and pacing and shaking. So I finally had a good idea and pulled out my quilting things and cut little diamonds out of fabric while listening to glam-rock. Which helped, I think. At least I can look at the little pile of cloth and say "see, I did something". At this rate, maybe I'll finish this quilt before I'm 80.