to be patient, waiting for the yarn I ordered (the Manos del Uruguay) to finish the Drop Stitch Shawl to arrive. I’m trying to ‘will’ it onto on my front porch so it will be waiting for me after work. It just might work. I’ve also learned something about the mail, tracking your package a million times during the day does not make it arrive any faster. In my head, each time I check, it gets a little nudge closer. If I was in charge…….
OK, I’m home and it’s not. Tomorrow is another day.
Here’s Josie resting from her hard day of holding down the couch.
Tough life, huh?
Life is like playing a violin in public and learning the instrumentas one goes on. Samuel Butler (1612-1680)