Friday didn’t start out looking like there would be sewing. Daughter and I got much needed haircuts. Husband really wanted me to join the family for an afternoon fishing at the lake. The car (our only transportation) started to have trouble on the way home and I am generally the mechanic’s assistant.
But, in spite of all opposition, I did get a little while at the machine.
But, not as much as I hoped. So I looked to Saturday. After a morning at the Market with Daughter (more on that later), and housework I settled in for a little more sewing.
It isn’t quite done, but it is really close. Monday or Tuesday. I hope.
It may not look like much, but just wait. At least that is what I keep telling myself.