It was wonderful.
Sunday in the Happy Chair with Wendy resulted in another area being completed:
Here's the piece as it stands now:
If my calendar is correct, we will receive the next set of notes tomorrow. The chart, however, is really quite excellent, so if time allows (and if my head clears a bit more), I will plunge ahead.
Today's agenda is to play a Real Housewife of Granger and tidy the apartment, finish the laundry, and get myself cleaned up and dressed before Rich comes home from work. I think we're having turkey tetrazzini (?) tonight for dinner...something completely new to me, but nonetheless a favorite of Mister Spinster.
Dreams of Stewey and my sister last night...the former very lovely and peaceful, the latter not so much. I swear it's going to take an entire team of therapists to fix what's broken there...but I am hopeful somehow. As far as Stewey is concerned...he actually speaks to me in my dreams. He has a British accent and we talk and talk and talk about everything and nothing. Oh, how I miss him so. Damn dog.
Tomorrow is budget, bill paying, and paperwork day. I haul all of my crap out and sit at the dining room table and put things to rights once again. It occurs to me that I should probably order my book for next year and start to fill it up...guess that means I need to do a little browsing on the Erin Condren site today!
So that's the Tuesday report, Dearies. A little worse for wear, I think, but still here happy as a clam. I hope that your very own Tuesday is swell and that you do something fun with someone you love.
Come tell me all about it!