Well, no images will post on the blog. My friend Connie had the same thing happen to her a few weeks ago and stopped writing posts. I'll keep writing. It's a blogger.com problem.
So..we got gas in the car but didn't go to the Post Office to get Christmas Card Stamps. Not sure we can even go inside the Post Office these days with the rising COVID numbers. The local Bank has now reverted to only drive thru service. Total Lock Down seems likely by Christmas. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat.
And still so many will NOT got vaccinated. Will NOT wear a mask.
I am going to carry the fabric and box of thread to the sewing room today. The stuff piled on the ottoman next to where I sit and read and sew and watch tv. Sort of my Work Plan For The Day.
And sort the fabric by color and set it on the shelves. I think there may be an extra shelf unit in the guest room closet- from the days when that closet was a Sewing Room Closet. When the guest bedroom was my Sewing Room. With a large work table and the sewing machine by the window. All my fabric in the closet.
The Good Old Days. I had music in there as well. And listened to books on tape or CD.
Now it's the guest bedroom (no guests) and where husband occasionally does his floor exercises on the large foam mat that takes up all the floor space that the king bed doesn't take. Difficult to open the closet doors with the foam thing on the floor. But I often do open the door.
I was interrupted and didn't press publish.
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