I have found myself home alone and had the urge to work on my two page counted cross stitch project. I have no idea what I’ll do with it in the end, but at this rate, I’ll have plenty of time to figure it out.
The amount of hours to get this far is crazy! Staring at those trees and the slightly different shades of color was making me blind, so I decided to focus on the cabin. Much more structured and mistakes are easier to catch. (Except I definitely made a mistake too large for me to care to correct it, so we’re just going to roll with it).
My motivation may be stemming from some strange self-sabotage. I really want to get the first chapter of my book done, which is apparently really hard to do with the kids around. Since I’ve got the opportunity to write uninterrupted, I’d apparently rather be counting squares.
Ok, so I actually did try to write. I was just getting into the groove, making small tweaks along the way, when the laptop battery started dying. I have a replacement because it’s not holding a charge anymore and so started unscrewing the back, took a while to figure out how to start prying it apart, and got stuck at the hinge. I’m afraid I’ll break it if I try any harder.
I’m going to have to wait until my husband and the kids get home to see if he can help. That’s his area anyway.
Guess I’ll just have to put on Murdoch Mysteries and continue with my counting stitches. Oh well. I tried.
The Accidental Domestic Goddess 