In my part of the world we say you are a fool if your passion for a pursuit overcomes all practical sense. I am a stitching fool, and I stitch foolishness.

Thursday, May 17, 2018

Wild Wednesday, Tranquil Thursday

We have been trying to figure out why Wednesdays at work have been so . . . weird. The last several have felt more like Mondays than Wednesdays . . . or full moon madness is happening whether the moon is full or not, every Wednesday.

Yesterday was one of those Wednesdays. Plus it rained, off and on. Actually, just as I was halfway between car and building entry, the bottom fell out of the skies. My umbrella got most of it, but I was still soaked from the knees down--so I had damp slacks and wet shoes most of the day. I think it would be carrying business casual too far to pad around the office in bare feet.

Then the phones went crazy and stayed crazy all day.

And then I got a last minute project to work on, which I decided to stay a little late to do--mainly because I knew if I didn't, I'd be awake in the middle of the night thinking about it.

By the time I staggered into the house and growled at Dearly Beloved, I was done, completely done, and decided I should turn into a hermit instead of being sociable and going to ANG. I seriously thought about taking a shower and going to bed early, but the shower woke me up.

So I finished the next step in the strawberries.

The next thing I have to do is cut them out and sew them together and stuff them and tie them to the scrimshaw basket that I have yet to assemble.

But not tonight.

Today was a lot calmer than yesterday but I'm not quite up to finish-finishing. Instead, I am stash-diving to see if I have any 28 count linen. I do not think I do, but it's worth looking anyway. I have a quick (I hope) project to stitch, and it suggests 28 count.

Dearly Beloved has been warned he may have to dig me out if I'm still in the stash at bedtime.


  1. How awful that Wednesdays have turned into Monday-prime! But I completely empathize with the crazy-at-work thing as crazy seems to have become the new normal (bleah!).

    Your strawberries look amazing! Cutting them out sounds like a rather scary thing....

  2. Your strawberries looks great. Sorry you had to be damp for most of the day. I think I would have gone around in sock feet. Enjoy your weekend!