I could have . . .

I was able to leave work and start my Fourth week-end early.

I could have come home and vacuumed.

I could have come home and thrown a load of laundry in.

I could have come home and matched the lids to the containers for all the plastic stuff Dearly Beloved and I take our lunches in and tossed the ones that don't have mates (and which are running away with the odd socks, apparently).

I could have come home and scrubbed a bathroom or two.

I did none of these things.

I plopped myself in the wing chair and picked up the Schwalm project.

And this is what I did:

I adore this lacy square!

Just about the time I got used to the rhythm of the stitch the square was over.

I have probably mentioned this a thousand times or so, but I'm taking the Cabinet of Curiosities (aka The Casket Class) from Tricia Nguyen.  Somewhere this little pattern is going to find a place on my casket. I don't know where and I haven't quite figured out how, but it's going to go there somewhere.

Now, I don't have to go to work tomorrow so I could stay up later and do another square, but this has gone so well so far that I'm afraid to attempt to cut threads again. So I think I'll pull out the directions for finishing for Betsy Morgan's Elizabethan Etui and read over them.  Tomorrow I'm going to take a deep breath and start that assembly.

Unless, of course, I can't stand it and have to do some more squares on this piece.