Today feels like a Saturday. When you are retired everyday is Saturday according to DH. A boy across the street had his Boy Scout uniform on all ready to march in the Memorial Day parade. I remember those days. Alas, kids grow up and move on to other things and places.
The bathrooms are clean, there is no holiday when it comes to cleaning.
What did I do yesterday?
The lawn on Christmas is Coming is done! Yeah, on to other things.
I got almost to the end of one side's edging on Friesland. So I'm more than 25% done.
Then I realized I had an error of the counting kind on A Case of Indian Ink. Rats. I had to take out half of the side I just finished. ARGH. Oh well, it is better than having to stitch the whole thing over again.
Sandra asked me where I display my finishes. The answer is in the dining room. There are three cabinets. One has china in it.
Two have stitching things in them.
Maybe I will have a shelf by shelf tour of the curios when I get back from A Stitcher's Gathering. I get my hair done tomorrow and then leave on Wednesday morning. I've got my fingers crossed that BFF can join me there for more adventures.