I have, since I got home, just been down one internet hole after another. I can't seem to get a grip.
One thing I do want to do today is make a beanie or two. I have baseball hats and a couple of nice dress-up felt hats (which look great but itch my scalp like crazy) but I need everyday go to the grocery store hair cover up. I think a plain old slouchy knit hat will do the trick. So I thought I'd make a couple and see.
Most of the clothes I wear every day are kept folded up on shelves in one closet. The shirts, particularly, seem to have a hard time keeping tidy. I felt like I was spending a whole lot of time folding and refolding. And last night, I finally figured out why.
While The Smalls drives me nuts with his constant demands to nibble my nose or sit on my hands, Biggie is in charge of house havoc. No ear buds or sewing pins or styrofoam is safe. No shelves are safe. The only place I have not seen him get up on/in to is the mantle over the fireplace and I'm pretty sure that's just a matter of time.
Also while I'm in the sewing room making hats, I need to make Biggie a new collar. My quick and dirty attempt at making his current one bigger failed. It's now hanging on him like a sad old lady.
So that's the action from here this morning. I need to find the ejector button on the couch and get my ass moving.