I'm still breathing and not in need, so I count that a successful week.
Heck, that's a smashing success! :~)
VT, you missed at least one of the inspiring folks around here with your list. YOU. Dontcha think I'm following your model when I take a moment of office time to do a quickie craft project? "It's part of my process, dear," I said to someone just yesterday. And it is an essential I had not honored in earlier iterations of career-iffication. That few moments or hours while hand and eye coordinate something lovely is part of THINKING time! (Not young-blood, driven, deadline-specific thinking either, but relaxed crone thinking full of its own ripeness.)
Ifficacy. I like that one. Think I'll keep it.
A bagful of great "hand toys" came my way last night, and I kept only a containerized subset of it for myself and sent back the rest. Some wonderful, old-fashioned, UNISEX rainy-day fun for the littler set. I remember well the play/work treasures my grandmother's home office used to hold; she was a before-her-time (pioneering) career woman. Another friend taught me something else (years ago) that my offices have always reflected-- soft handfuls (i.e. puppets, soft toys) to wordlessly soften tense visitors, so that the office is always a spot of respite for weary colleagues.
So-- the whole lot I kept goes to my renewed office, for such occasions, AND it's near the guest room where visiting godkids will bunk. No closet for this neatly-containerized mini-toybox of fun-- my office shelf! Wish I knew who they'd come from so I could thank them; the payment to the thrift shop isn't quite "enough."