The almost true exploits of an intrepid spinster and her stitching...and all of the things that make up her crazy, happy, quiet little life.
Mar 9, 2017
I avoided the flying timberdoodles by spending the day in bed. I'm out of sorts, I tell ya, and just can't seem to get one foot in front of the other. So rather than ponder it, fret about it, and bemoan it, I have decided that the best thing to do is to grab my book, a blanket, and find the big girl sleigh bed.
Alas, there was not one single stitch of stitching to report, my dearies, but don't worry...I'll hit it again soon. Today, though, methinks I might just try to be me for a bit...with all that entails.