Last day . . .

It's the last day for me at Jeannine's Gathering of Embroiderers.

Sob . . .

I think the thing I will miss the most is getting to see the same faces from one year to the next, people who always come to this event and whose company I have enjoyed in many, many classes. I know I stitch more competently and speedily at home, but there it is an isolated activity. Here, there are others who also speak stitching.

In the last few days I've had conversations about:

• adding Office Depot to my list of LNS (because of the paper, ink cartridges, page protectors, and notebooks for the printing for the casket class), 
• the various ways of storing stash, 
• the various ways of hiding stash from significant others, 
• the problems with broken and bent needles, especially when you don't realize you've broken or bent one and can't figure out why your silk is fraying
• the necessity of keeping the scrimshaw pieces you purchase to go with certain smalls with those certain smalls
• how easy it is to stitch and how difficult it is to actually finish-finish something
• what will happen to our stashes when we're gone
• how archival do we actually have to be
• where favored and favorite teachers will be teaching next

Dearly Beloved is very good at faking interest in listening to my discussions and concerns, but he isn't as vitally concerned with these concerns as another stitcher.

I do have a couple of stitching trips planned for the upcoming year, as well as a workshop my sampler guild is hosting in April, so all is not completely lost. And I am going to make more of an effort to stay in touch with people whose company I have enjoyed ever so much at this venue.

The good thing is that Jeannine is planning to hold stitching retreats (come and stitch on your own projects) in the fall and again next February, so I have that to look forward to.

And I will.