Wednesday, September 27, 2023

I finished as much tidying as I’m going to do upstairs this morning so I worked on my Pixie Lane cross stitch. Just a few back stitches to do and it will be done.

I went out to Gail’s after lunch for a visit and some sewing. Neither of us got much done but I put in a few stitches for some scrappy backing that I’m making.

Tuesday, September 26, 2023

My days are falling into quite a routine. I worked upstairs this morning and am pretty much finished the tidying. I got the last of my paper shredding done and I cleaned off my sewing table. I set up my sewing machine so I’ll be ready for Friday’s session with Stacia and Deloise; it hadn’t been unpacked since my last trip to the Guild two weeks ago.

I’ve been working on my cross stitch this afternoon – just putting in the last few stitches in my Pixie Lane project.

My major accomplishment was getting a button sewed onto a blouse that had been sitting on a pile since May. Small goals!

I have time now to bring in the garbage bin before heading downstairs to watch a baseball game. I did warn you that there would be boring days like today. I have things planned for the next few days though.

September 26, 2023

This is one of my favourite cards from the Splendid Sampler series. I have passed the books along to someone else but I kept a copy of this pattern.

I expect Laurie will be doing a bit of juggling as they settle into their new home.

Monday, September 25, 2023

I’ve been using an oxygen monitor for the past two nights and I had to send it back to the company today. I was up early to get it packaged up and the courier booked. We live on a corner so our actual address points you to the front door but I wanted the courier to come to the back door and I gave those instructions to the person who answered the phone. There is a storm raging outside and I was told that if there was a safe, dry spot outside I could just leave it. The package was sitting, in plain sight, on the back deck.

I didn’t trust that the message about what door to come to would get through to the driver so I decided I’d reverse my day – I’d cross stitch downstairs in the morning and do my upstairs tidying in the afternoon. If the courier came to the front door I knew I wouldn’t hear him from upstairs. The courier arrived a few minutes ago at the front door and I had to make a mad dash to get the package from the back to the front before the driver gave up and left. There is no way though, at this time of day, that I want to start cleaning.

So for now, I’ll continue to cross stitch and try to convince myself that I haven’t wasted my day.