Good day to you all! The start of another weekend. Here's my reasoning as to why the older I get, the faster time flies. When young, we were always wanting to be older so we could do all those grown up things. Seemed like it took forever. Now, we want the opposite. If I'm in a line at the store and in a hurry, it's a long wait to get to the register. If I'm in that same line hoping to have a few more minutes to remember the item I need to run back and grab, the register comes much quicker. Time doesn't change, our anticipation of it does. Being the queen of procrastination is even worse because the day I planned on making a decision and didn't, is long gone. But to me, it must be the same day because the decision isn't made and I certainly wouldn't have let the day go by without following through on my plan. Explains why I'm more confused than most. How could a week have gone by when it's still Tuesday? Remember my decision on my flooring? It's been a few weeks, he won't return our calls, we've made a few trips to go see him and he is always out on a job, so I can't trust him. We had to start over and I finally told my husband to just order the regular oak that I hate and I'll deal with it. Like I've said before, compared to others, fretting over paint colors and wood types is embarrassing. The numbness in my arms is not subsiding this time and I will not get in that car and drive all over like a white knuckled putz.
That stem stitch looks very easy and fun to do, my problem is the curves. This will be my first freehand and I will probably cheat with either marks or threads on my linen to help with placement.
I received my Spring 2013 issue of Early Homes (ordered online through Carole's Country and I have to say it is one of their best. Don't miss it. This is not grunge primitive, rather more colonial and sparse. Some issues are very formal and I didn't care for them but this one is perfect. It's published twice a year.
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