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A couple of friends recently told me I'm sane - taken out of context, this almost sounds like an insult; besides my fabric addiction testifies otherswise.
I miss many of you. I hope you are well.
OFL's car's fuel pump went...pftttttt!
My work weeks have gone from 30-40 hours a week to 36-40 hours... add to this much sewing that still needs to be done and I feel quite busy. Somewhere into this I'd like to fit yoga and wall climbing but we'll play it by ear. "Where are we going and why am I in this handbasket?"
I AM impractically perfect in every way.