My child has emptied every basket, bag, and lower drawer she can find this morning… carefully removing items and inspecting them one by one before flinging them with wild abandon behind her and moving on. It’s fascinating to watch. This explains why our house- which was lovely and small and cozy and CLEAN not 72 hours ago- is now on target to be on one of those fabulous English cleaning shows that Cort loves so much.
I have just put her down for her morning nap after chasing her through a maze of discarded treasures whilst she was nekkid from the waist down and cruisin’ like nobody’s business. She’s very fast sans diaper. Very. Fast.
The sock, you ask? The sock from Thursday is very happy, indeed. I’m down to the heel and am awaiting a phone call from Renae (Hello! Renae! Yooooooo Hooooooo!) so that we can embark on the heel and toe together… with hot chocolate and a movie in the background.
There’s another fun thing I’ve been wanting to tell you about: I’m making a rug. A rug!!! Crazy, I know. But I’ve had this sheet that I luHUUUV forever… and it has a tear in it. So, I ripped it into 1″ sections, bought a gi-normous crochet hook, and have set out to make a round rug for our living room. I need more sheets… I need lots. more. sheets. Any sheets you’re dying to get rid of but can’t bear to throw away (particularly of the older, flowered variety)– send them my way. I will love on them for you. I expect to be working on this for…um, the next 10 years.
And now- to tackle the house, Torah homework, and put the finishing touches on some wee hooded sweatshirts for the shop today (6pm, folks). All good and noble deeds. It’s a new week! I’m wildly optimistic. What do you hope to accomplish?
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