.....it was that kind of day, i felt nervous and stressed and i felt like screaming and i wanted to be more organized, but i wasn't and i needed to get stuff done which i didn't... exemplified by this project that has nothing to do with anything, but i spent the day on it even though it has nothing to do with what i needed to do. and then i was thinking about ...well. has anyone ever looked at your work and said,,, well, that is sooo not like you, and what the hell is that? who the hell are you deciding what is me and what isn't ?
on top of that, in the turmoil i was asking what if i scribble on fabric with crayon? ...so this should have been on the other blog. but hell..whatever. sorry. bad day. stitching and bitching. at least they rhyme.
apologies for technical problems with this blog. and my internet service is all screwed up too. i think i'll pull the plug for a while and wait for it all to blow over.