The problem with going away for a week and a half is that when you come back, you have a week and a half of work to catch up on, as well as doing your regular daily stuff.
Naturally, I slogged away yesterday, and am experiencing severe “nuh-uh” today.
So I opened my new sewing machine.
It has thirty stitch modes. And a clutch. My sewing machine has a clutch.
Goodbye, everyone; it’s been nice, but the siren song of my sewing machine beckons. If you don’t hear from me again, you’ll know that wherever I died, I died with my arms curled protectively around my Kenmore 385.12312100….