Curiously Intertwined

Tuesday, June 7, 2022

Setting out clothes for tomorrow's final goodbye.

I was trying to finish a small project tonight that involves a lot of topstitching.

I found myself playing a very serious game of thread chicken.

I really had my doubts this time.

As evidenced by this photo, the thread came off the spool,

but I definitely won this round.

This is the worst thing that could happen

when you've spent three days

trying to capture the essence of a person's ninety-two years

in forty photos and that project is due tomorrow.

I opened the pantry today and was surprised to find one shoe.

I wonder how long it has been missing.

I was feeling better enough to spend some time in the studio today.

I untangled the mess this project had become

and discovered that the center piece for each block was cut wrong.

Luckily I cut it too big, not too small.

I even had enough energy to assemble three of the thirty blocks.

I will leave one block on this board while I make the rest of the blocks.

It helps me to not get pieces sewn on sideways.

This has been my view all day when I wasn't sleeping.

I'm feeling quite puny and I barely have the energy to keep my eyes open.

Posting this picture is most likely to totally wear me out.

If you need me, I'll be sleeping right here.

I understand the concept of monitoring the grocery carts

so people don't decide to take them home,

but this is a little ridiculous.

At this point in my journey, still several feet from my car,

the wheels on the cart locked up.

I emptied the cart and walked the contents to my car

after which I had to forcibly drag it up over the curb in order to move my car.

I guess the next time I will have to go talk to the management

about expanding the legal boundaries of the cart kingdom.

I will also try to remember to never park in this aisle

even if the first spot is open.