Good intentions
Last night, in a rare burst of efficiency, I managed to gather up a pile of stuff at home that I’d been meaning to bring to work so I could work on some projects here: blocking board, rust-proof pins, a needle threader (I broke the one I was using before and have been stuck on the bead stringing ever since), my sharp sewing scissors for the fleece blanket project.
Why am I doing all this stuff at work? Partly because we own our own business and I’m here a lot of hours, partly because that fleece blanket will be ever so much easier to work on using the big receiving table here than at home, but primarily because I smoke, so when I make things for other people I don’t work on the project at home or store the supplies there because I don’t want it to smell like smoke.
Today (in between, you know, actually working) this is what I plan to do:
* Block the Polish star potholders
* Finish stringing All Those Beads so I can start crocheting the shawl (I’ve got 600 of 966 strung—let’s just hope I haven’t managed to lose more than about 30 of the package of 1000 by the time I’ve finished). I’ll probably do this while I’m minding the register this afternoon.
* If I finish both of those and still have some free time (i.e. time at the cash register, where I do a lot of sitting on my ass in between customers), keep working on the bookmark I started yesterday for my mother-in-law or stuff for the kitchen basket for my mom. I’m on dishcloths right now. I also still need to finish cutting up the netting for scrubbies, but I’m dreading that because I foolishly unfolded it before I started cutting, which is making that task take forever. Anyway, I can’t do that part at the register because there’s not enough room and there’d be too much mess on the counter.
Maybe back later with a photo of the blocked potholders…




