My morning started with various and sundry doctors and medical professionals giving me the green light to get in my little car and come to Donaldson. A quick trip through the Starbucks for sustenance, and it was off to...Nirvanna!
I confess to feeling a bit punk when I first arrived, but I suspect that it was more of the stress of "moving in" and getting re-aquainted with my stitchy sisters that did it. (Remember me? I'm the one that breaks out into a panic attack flop sweat every time she goes out in public.)
So far I've managed to eat lunch, unpack my underpants, and play with my stitchy bag. Not a bad way to spend a Saturday, if you ask me.
I spent three weeks writing a stitching plan on what to play with when and then got here and threw it out the window. So far, the only thing that's gotten any attention is:
More later, dearies! I hope you are as blissfully happy as I am at this moment...surrounded by lovely people and lovely things and doing whatever makes your heart sing!