We spent a fun, quiet weekend close to home.
I finished all twenty squares for this quilt.
It took no time at all - which begs the question of why I let all those strips sit around my sewing room for months, mocking me every time I passed by them. I will have to discuss this inability I have to complete a project with my therapist. Oh wait, I don't have a therapist - instead I rely on blog friends to set me straight. So why is it so difficult to finish something that you know will bring you so much joy when it is complete?
I hope to have it all in one piece tomorrow. Really.
We read, played, checked out many books, and paid an overdue book fine (oops) at the library.
Then the girls shared a picnic while...
While the boys did ... whatever it is that boys do. And why is it that the things that boys do always make this mama have to remind herself to breathe?