That's the question I always ask, primarily when the TV is on and the programming is interesting but not compelling--and even then, I can usually keep up with the action as well as my needle.
But today, I haven't stitched.
I read the Sunday paper and looked at most of the advertising supplements.
We had a leisurely lunch.
We went to a movie.
We went to Target to pick up one thing and came home with half a dozen. Typical.
I baked a peach cobbler.
We changed the linens on the bed.
We had dinner.
I balanced the checkbook and paid a couple of bills.
Dearly Beloved loaded the dishwasher.
I talked to Baby Girl on the phone a couple of times in between all of this.
I'm thinking about packing my lunch for tomorrow. My clothes are already laid out.
But I'm starting to get twitchy. I have a couple of hours before I need to go to bed so I can stagger out when the alarm goes off. I think I'll stitch.