Cat-er walling

Or something like that.

This day started way too early since someone really thought that he needed breakfast around 0600. Although thinking about it, I guess I should be glad that it wasn’t 0500. He needed breakfast. And company while he was at it. End result is that I spent part of the early morning once again sitting in a chair and reading. But I also managed to scan in some patterns and decided of the projects that I have on hand that I would go ahead and start Red Panda. It is the last of LindyStitches endangered species. Kind of feels like Sagittarius earlier in the year. Finish9ing the series somehow feels better than stitching the 8th out of 13. Or whatever.

I am using the same fabric as the Blue Macaws. This one has as many fiddly motifs, but with only one critter it is a couple of thousand stitches less.  That means my 674 stitches puts me at 11%.

We left for the Valkyries game at 1630. Getting there involves driving, BART, the MUNI, and then walking. It was CAL night, but we didn’t get the t-shirts. I didn’t know about the t-shirts till partway through the game and it just didn’t seem worth heading up to the 6th floor during ½ time. The Valkryries lost. They didn’t play consistently compounded by just plain horrible referees.

I am attempting to type with a cat on my lap. It is a challenge….

About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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