AND THE AWARD FOR EARLIEST EXIT FROM MAYNIA GOES TO...

It is 9:05 pm on the very first flipping day of Stitch Maynia and I'm already out.  Not one stitch was taken today by this here Spinster Stitcher...not one.  Instead, Mr. Lovey and I ran several errands, took a look at the Notre Dame golf course, and then went to a baseball game.

Baseball.

Me. 

At a baseball game.

OK, I confess. I really did enjoy myself and even managed to have a hot dog and not feel too terribly guilty about it, because I also somehow managed to get my steps in, all of the bills paid, and four loads of laundry accomplished.

But stitch?

Nope.

Now it's time for bed and I am going to lay my head on my pillow with the knowledge that when it comes to commitment and organizing and participation...I...just...suck.

*******************HOLY CRAP ON A CRACKER!*******************

I really am losing my damn mind. As I was typing this with a big fat frown on my face, Mr. Lovey asked me what the matter was, and when I explained to him that I had missed Day One of my very first Maynia, he looked at me like I was nuts and said "BoBo! You stitched for forty five minites this afternoon when I got home from pickleball!"

And then I remembered that I DID stitch today!  I did!  I did!  And I stitched a total of 82 stitches, so even if Mr. Lovey is completely delusional and I didn't stitch past 31 minutes...I DID STITCH AT LEAST 31 STITCHES SO I WIN AND AM QUEEN HIGH EXHALTED OF THE ENTIRE FREAKIN UNIVERSE!!

I have to ask you, Dearies...who's happier than me?!?!

So without further adooooo, I bring you:

Spinster Stitcher Maynia Day One: