It's so not my fault! I have no idea how I got into that fabric store. My car must have been possessed or something. I didn't see it coming and bang! I was pushing a cart with 3 new fabrics, cut, ready to be paid. I didn't want to make a scene, so I paid and left.Maybe I've got multiple-personality disorder? Because there's a 45 minutes I can't remember. Seriously!
So tonight I did what I had to do for Hortense (my seamstress personality): I prepared my fabrics and tomorrow, I'll sew... Did I really have a choice?
Oh, and I taught Miranda to knit tonight. Purl is for tomorrow... My life is so complicated... :-)
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