Still sickly, without a voice and almost out of Klondike bars. I'm on antibiotics now though so hopefully I'll be on the mend soon. I hoping for very soon as I'm tired of feeling too crappy to do anything but veg, it's getting beyond boring.
So what does sickness, boredom, an internet connection and missing CosCol equal? The retail therapy of buying silk taffeta online. *looks contrite* It was a really good deal but really I shouldn't have, since I'm supposed to be saving up from my trip to CA in Oct. Dude, I don't even have a specific project in mind for it. *looks very contrite* So right now I'm feeling guilty, will feel justified when I see everyone's goodies from the LA district tomorrow, will feel glee when it arrives, will be back to guilty when I try to find a place to put in on my already busting shelves and will feel SO grateful when that perfect project comes along. The stash... it is a sickness. A vicious circle of sickness.
Hello my name is Jenny-Rose and my stash is getting out of control. *whimpers*
In happier news I got something done today! I finished Loren's hat (sans trimming) *yay!* and unpicked the back panels of my stays. Maybe tomorrow I will feel up to cutting out new backs... One day at a time, right?