Wanda was away in New York this weekend, so I had the whole house to myself.
Somehow, my brain translated "I can do whatever I want" into "I must three months' worth of work in 2 days". Stupid brain.
I felt like I was on fast forward all weekend. I recaulked the bathtub, worked on the mysterious projects of mystery, and made some Christmas gifts that I can't share yet since they are going to people who read the blog, as well as the usual cooking and laundry.
Most of these projects involved sewing. I don't sew very often, but somehow I tend to pick up the hobby again in November. This will last until the end of January or so, and then I'll stop again for months.
I'm not done, either - I still have more to do when I get a chance. Not tonight, though. Tonight I plan to sit.
I still have the weekend ahead of me
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