The dividing band between the two rows of eyelet letters is now done.
I was very sorry to see it completed, because it means that it's time to work the second row of letters.
I don't wanna! (whine, whine, whine)
I generally don't mind eyelets but there seems to be an excessive number of them. Rebekah must have loved them to have worked such big letters in them.
And I could be very easily distracted. I have the first lesson for an ANG cyberworkshop, Key to My Heart, all printed out. I just need to find stretcher bars and my goldwork toolbox to start on that.
I have the auxiliary finishing basket to empty--we're not even talking about the main finishing basket.
There is much, much, much more gold thread to stitch into the background of Eve in the Garden.
I could start on the projects in Barbara Jackson's design for EGA-SCR's online class.
Apparently, though, I'm leaning towards taking my book upstairs, crawling into bed, and going to sleep early. This is when you know you've become "mature." A book and early bedtime on Friday night sound very, very appealing.