Will somebody please explain to me how long it takes to re-learn all of the stuff I seem to have forgotten with respects to this thing of ours? I used to be able to stitch with two eyes closed, a vat of dietCoke in one hand, the TeeVee remote in the other, and handsome hunky mens on said TeeVee.
Now it seems like I require absolute silence, a moment of fervent prayer, and six people with flashlights just to thread a freaking needle.
Sheesh....if I would have known that when you lose your mojo you REALLY lose your mojo, I never would have left the house!
So looks like it's a bit back to square one for me, kids. If I'm not back in a week, send reinforcements, please.