Um, Thank You?

Look! TWO posts in ONE day! Maybe I’m final­ly crawl­ing out of my pit of depression.

My very help­ful child dis­ap­proved of how I was treat­ing my small stitch­ing project, so she sweet­ly put it in a huge Ziplock bag and “put it away.”

I have absolute­ly no idea where “away” might be, but it isn’t in my stitch­ing bag, near my reclin­er, or in the area where I’ve been sit­ting in the liv­ing room. Now she says she did­n’t put it any­where. Buh?

And we stopped at Michael’s yes­ter­day to get the DMC I need­ed for it!1I pre­fer shop­ping at an LNS, but my favorite went online-only and this was an instant grat­i­fi­ca­tion thing.

I also got the fab­ric for two big­ger pieces, though, so I can start one of those. Tech­ni­cal­ly, I know that I have the fab­ric for Deep Peace around here some­where, but I could­n’t find it, so I got a new piece. Now the orig­i­nal fab­ric will, of course, make itself known.

Small­er, less involved projects are bet­ter to do while in com­pa­ny, though. And it’s date night. The girl is, her­self, out on a date, so I can’t even shang­hai her into help­ing find the small project. Grump. She found sup­plies for a cou­ple of dif­fer­ent art projects while we were at Michael’s, too, so I expect heavy art­ing from her shortly.

We picked up din­ner for the three of us at Lit­tle Azio on the way home, which was as deli­cious as usu­al. That was a love­ly way to end a tir­ing, but reward­ing, day.

Cyn is Katie's mom, Esther's Mémé, and a Support Engineer. She lives in the Atlanta area with her life partner, Rick, and their critters. She knits, does counted-thread needlework, reads, makes music, plays TTRPGs, and spends too much time online.
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3 thoughts on “Um, Thank You?

  1. Love­ly to hear from you, as always :)

    When I loose a project like that, its usu­al­ly some­where that should have been obvi­ous, but for some rea­son I either did­n’t check, or could­n’t see despite it being in plain site. But that’s me.

  2. It was under the piano! Courtey of Kyoshi, most likely–with help from Katie, who must have tak­en it into the liv­ing room. At least the cat did­n’t take the chain with my scis­sors and needle­case this time. The oth­er day he ran off with it, and we even­tu­al­ly found it hang­ing from a huge CRT mon­i­tor car­cass that the girl is can­ni­bal­iz­ing for “art supplies.”

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