So I called the salon and they laughed and told me to come see them when I felt better, because they are lovely people and are probably used to dealing with lunatic spinsters like me.
After a seven hour nap I decided to try stitching. It was slow going, and my fingers felt very fumbly, but I took it easy and just enjoyed having needle and thread in hand again.
A little more progress on Winter Quakers by Rosewood Manor:
After coffee and the paper, I might head up to the studio to see what kind of trouble I can get into. I'm ready for some February hearts!
Hope your Saturday is swell!