Nope, I haven't been visited by a couple of dwarves. I'm grumpy and the weather is . . .again . . .gloomy.
Ordinarily I don't mind cloudy days too terribly much. I figure that gives me permission to sip hot tea, read intriguing books, and stitch for hours. But we've had entirely too many cloudy, rainy, chilly days of late--welcome to the South in the winter--and I need some sunshine before I start flinging hissy fits.
Plus, the cold and damp make my arthritic joints and wonky knees complain. I couldn't find a comfortable position in which to put all my various parts when I went to bed, which made me quite fidgety. As a matter of fact, Dearly Beloved at one point in the night asked if I was doing a horizontal version of the Hokey Pokey. When I finally got to sleep out of sheer exhaustion, I slept too hard and too long and woke up too late--it felt like the whole day got away from me.
Yes, I would like some cheese with this whine.
There has been a minimal amount of needlework done today.
Instead of getting many stitches into my linen, I let my brain be sucked out by Pinterest, looking at things other people have stitched. I think I need to set a timer for Pinterest and once it goes off, no matter how enticing the trail I am on appears to be, I need to close the laptop and do something else.
And as soon as I hit Publish on this entry, I'm going to do exactly that.