When I journal, I have several pages in progress at once. I like sitting down to something in the works, not the white page. I usually start by finishing something that is partially complete, and then I move on to some new pages. Some of those I might finish, while some will be my next session's starting point.
The same is true for sewing.
Here's another painted piece of canvas that I have been doing some stitching on.
For an art quilt that I will one day finish.
This is stitching that I started back over my summer break, when I had just set up my sewing machine in my daughter's old bedroom. Then she broke up with her beau, moved home, and I had to move my sewing space to my already cluttered dining room. But that is OK. I would love a really uncluttered spacious feeling house but I don't think that is in my realm of functioning. A little clutter (and that is my house-it is NOT that bad)) means you have a busy, full and rich life.
Why do I still hear my mother's disapproving voice in my head as I write that?
Speaking of my mother, I am off to help my brother go through some of the things in Mom's house, argue about how much I am willing to sell him my share of Mom's house for, and also actually stop by and visit Mom. I am looking forward to seeing her and even more so, getting the hubby for the day- I'll have him more to myself than I usually do, since I am dragging him on this road trip with me. I'm looking forwarding to have some time with him while we drive, and also in case I need some reinforcement while dealing with my brother. My brother thinks he's being fair, but he doesn't ever see things from anyone's perspective other than his own. I don't want to make him sound like a terrible person, because he really isn't all that bad, and maybe I am just being the pain in the bottom big sister that I am.
Hope you have (or are having) a great start to your weekend.
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