I just finished dinner dishes and am procrastinating for a couple more minutes before going back to my quilting. I've been encouraged by the progress I've made on Chicken Mama's wall (door) hanging today but plan on getting in a few more hours on it tonight.
This morning in her blog post Chicken Mama mentioned my advent calendar that I hang each year on December 1st. Yikes, it's December 2nd and I hadn't even thought of it. 'Course, that could have something to do with the fact that I still have my Thanksgiving decorations up and haven't even pulled any of the Christmas stuff out yet. But because my dear daughter reminded me of the advent calendar, I just had to go retrieve it and put it up.
Please pay no attention to the turkey gobbler on top of the refrig. I've asked him to leave a couple of times but he just keeps hangin' around.
Isn't it funny (Funny? No, more like woefully discouraging.) that when you concentrate all your efforts on one particular project, all the rest of the things you do every day to keep life running smoothly fall apart with the speed of light?
My desk top is a good three inches deep now. I know there are things on there that should have been taken care of earlier this week. I just hope none of them are overdue bills. And you should (or NOT) see the ankle-deep debris kicking around on my floors. Well, pshaw. I'll get to it all. It ain't goin' anywhere until I do.
Okay, I'm going to grab something to drink and . . . back to my quilting.
the quotidian (12.11.17)
8 hours ago