One of the saddest parts of my psyche is that I have a hard time with tasks unless there is a deadline breathing down my neck. Lack of focus. Easily distracted. Oh hey is that something shiny over there?
Ok, back. I checked my email too. Where was I? Oh yes, no focus.
I worked a little bit on Autumn’s Mira RR. I was just going to pull the threads and get it set up but, oops I started.
It’s going to be Fairy Idyll.
Then OTR jumped into my hands.
*sigh* Pretty pretty pretty.
Then while I was checking the stash for threads/beads/kreniks for 3 other projects that I want to start NOW, I figured I might as well make 100% sure that my kit for Merry Christmas is complete.
And I pulled out my 1/2 cut quilt for my ds that I was supposed to have completed by April. I feel so guilty. I’ve done baby samplers, now a quilt for another baby and I still haven’t done either for my own kid. Granted I do his laundry… but I feel bad. No pic of that (the quilt, not me feeling bad) but I really want to finish the cutting tomorrow.
And this evening I went back to Caribbean.
I’d also like to say thank you to everyone for the good thoughts for Mike. Mom sent me more pictures, ones she took at the wrecker yard.
OMFG. He walked away. After the firemen spent the better part of a hour cutting him out. Oh yes, we did not get the full story from the man himself until the evidence was presented. He’s still ok. My mom did not kill him after seeing the truck. I am too far away to do any damage. I did tell my mother that she needs to take more life insurance out on him. We laughed, so did Mike. But I did send him a key chain with a four leaf clover on it today. I think he may have used all of his good luck up.