Monday, April 22, 2024
Fresh starts
Thursday, April 18, 2024
One word at a time...
...is how the story gets told.
Loose. Easy.
Refit
"There Goes My Heart" by the Mavericks
For the very first time I have a desk dedicated to writing. That sounds so odd. The old work chair still knows my ass. I need a cool lamp. Something lurking in a thrift shop somewhere. Dragons and brass. It'll turn up. Maybe a riser to keep the laptop cool. A desk calendar.
What is this about? Wanting this change.
Unsettled
Deliberately. The beloved stitching chair has served well past its retirement. Or maybe my spine has just thrown another facet.
Likely, a sad combination of the two. I haven't been able to sit there for much more than a half hour without pain that stays even when I get up. It's down in the living room now serving as a spare.
The replacement has come, free, from a corporate reshuffle. Firm, upright, tight and gray, a recliner that never will. THAT lack of personality will be addressed soon.
Sunday, April 14, 2024
Show me your Dirty Threads...
...and I'll show everyone what great taste you have. Send me pictures of your stash and I'll add them to this post.
I've given this post its own page - Thread Nests
Lori's Dirty Threads need their own zip code. |
Jennifer's dirty threads |
My monster lunchbox stash |
Hazel's horde of Dirty Threads |
Dee's Dirty Threads |
Tina's Dirty Threads nesting |
Liz's so tidy Dirty Thread stash |
Nancy's threads sneaking out. |
Catherine's thread nest |
Jude's thread nest |
the Dirty Thread nest of Grace of the West |
Here is Joann's disgustingly orderly hoard of Dirty Threads. |