Day 1862 Happy Thanksgiving
or Happy Thursday- depending on where you live.
The stupid dog can tell time now- I don't have to be up for anything at all today... so she woke me up after letting me sleep in a whole 15 minutes. Gee, thanks Bitsy.
Only 3 cabinet doors left to go- we'll see how much of it I can get done today.
I can't sew right now- I sliced my finger on the saw and dug a gouge out of my thumb with the screw driver on one hand so I won't be sewing much if at all until those are close to healed.
I wore my hair down to work yesterday- I didn't have to cut fruit so I didn't have to bun it up... and I even wore earrings! I told one friend who commented kindly on the difference that if I'd gone whole hog and worn make up as well, nobody would have recognized me.
While at work, a girl ran past me carrying two pies and the phrase 'running with pies' danced across my brain. Wouldn't that make for a lovely quilt name? Now all I have to do is come up with a pattern to match the name!
Both of my nightly callers have evaporated. I don't know why for one but the other because we fought- badly- and I'm not calling him and, apparently, he's not going to try to call me until I do. Just as well, I'm tired of trying to figure out what kind of mood he's in and adjust accordingly. If he liked me for me then just being who I am wouldn't always be a bad thing.
The stupid dog can tell time now- I don't have to be up for anything at all today... so she woke me up after letting me sleep in a whole 15 minutes. Gee, thanks Bitsy.
Only 3 cabinet doors left to go- we'll see how much of it I can get done today.
I can't sew right now- I sliced my finger on the saw and dug a gouge out of my thumb with the screw driver on one hand so I won't be sewing much if at all until those are close to healed.
I wore my hair down to work yesterday- I didn't have to cut fruit so I didn't have to bun it up... and I even wore earrings! I told one friend who commented kindly on the difference that if I'd gone whole hog and worn make up as well, nobody would have recognized me.
While at work, a girl ran past me carrying two pies and the phrase 'running with pies' danced across my brain. Wouldn't that make for a lovely quilt name? Now all I have to do is come up with a pattern to match the name!
Both of my nightly callers have evaporated. I don't know why for one but the other because we fought- badly- and I'm not calling him and, apparently, he's not going to try to call me until I do. Just as well, I'm tired of trying to figure out what kind of mood he's in and adjust accordingly. If he liked me for me then just being who I am wouldn't always be a bad thing.