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.

Sunday, January 9, 2022

Over Three, Under Three

 Today I've started working on the double running for the next band on Hannah Thornbush.  17th century samplers were frequently worked over three threads, so I have to remember to count to three rather than two. 

I believe I've finally regained the ability to focus on 45 count linen, which is a major surprise considering I've had two nights in a row with very little sleep. Yesterday there was no stitching at all due to general fogginess and overall meh.

And I did not expect to stitch today, since we were supposed to have lunch with friends in the early afternoon. Just as we were getting ready to leave, we had a call that they were on their way to try to find a place offering Covid tests. Both are vaxxed and boosted--and both were exposed to a grandchild who apparently caught a mild case at daycare. Both of them woke up with sniffles and a dry cough this morning and spent a few hours trying to decide if they needed a test or not. Luckily for Dearly Beloved and me, plus the wait staff at the restaurant, they decided to be checked out.

We will reschedule for a couple of weeks from now. I suppose this is the new normal, and we'll just have to exercise more patience and more care.


  1. Great Stitching .
    Oh this happened to my daughter at Christmas , they had a out break where she worked , so to be safe she called it off just in case , yes this will happen some times.