Tuesday, February 16, 2010


I have identified my problem - since returning from England on January 31, none of my days have been "normal." First it was jet lag, then it was snow, snow, and more snow. Every time I wake up and think I know how the day is going to progress, I find I was mistaken. And it's starting to wear on my psyche. I just want a normal day. A day when nothing breaks. A day when I don't have to deal with things that broke. A day without issues. A day without problems to solve. Is that too much to ask?

In that spirit, I believe I will now go upstairs and start backstitching the heron.

1 comment:

Bonnie said...

Can' wait to see the finished heron.