By the time you read this, I am hoping that Chez Spinster will be minus one roof and I will be safely tucked into Aunt Chrissy's stitchy chair. God willin' and the creek don't rise, the roofer will be here at o-dark hundred and Stewey and I will be away from the noise and mess.
Thank you all for such empowering comments about me feeling like such a schmuckatude all the time. It's nice to know I'm not alone, but troubling somehow that there are so many nice people out there on the big blue marble that are getting lousy customer service. I really thought that the bad economy would make everybody sit up in the buggy a bit and be more on point with their skill sets and all, but apparently I am still living in a parallel universe of rainbows and unicorns.
On the stitchy front this weekend, I ripped out the tiny progress I made on Fascination and re-kitted it in Wildflowers and Vineyard Silks. The chart calls for Watercolours and Silk & Ivory, but the thickness of both of those fibers was giving me fits beyond what normally gives me fits. The new threads are precisely what the doctor ordered, however, so methinks I'll get going on that more in the upcoming days and weeks.
I also futzed around for about six hours during Saturday Studio Stitching with Sissy time, so I'm happy to report that everything is now in tidy piles and my side of the room looks a little less like the Tasmanian Devil had a picnic in there.
Today I worked a little on Cirque de Fleur but got impatient with the Neon Rays, so I tucked it safely into its little bed and wished it a good night night. Before I knew what hit me, I was plugging away on Lily Frog, so stay tuned for some progress pics! Could it be that I just might stick with this one until the bitter end?
Only The Shadow knows....