Another Friday already? Wow, that came around fast! Well, the good news is that by smothering my wrist in Deep Heat and strapping it up, I’ve managed to get it almost better, and stitching doesn’t hurt as long as the bandage is around it, so I’ve been busily stitching away trying to get the cross stitch for our little game finished and will hopefully get the reveal post up next week sometime (the things I do for you people. Honestly!). I’m not sure how much stitching will get done this weekend as Jan is singing at two concerts and we have visitors coming tomorrow to see one of them, then staying overnight, so this evening tidying must be done! I’ll try my best though. Anyway, letters…
Dear autumn colours. Why are you fading already? That’s not fair! I’m not ready for nasty brown leaves/naked trees yet!
Dear crumbs/dirt. Where do you come from? I’m so sick of hoovering you up! (Oh, and hair, could you maybe stop falling out all over the bathroom floor? Thanks!).
Dear decent hole punch. Where did you go?! I can only find my old, crappy one. You’re massive so why can’t I see you?
Dear fish fingers. Eating you makes me feel like I’m 8 again! Except these days you’re served with roast potatoes and salad rather than oven chips and baked beans…
Dear Sherlock. I can’t believe it – we’re actually up to date with a TV series! Now what am I going to do until Season 4 comes out?
That’s all for today. Not much is going on with me, apparently. Have a great weekend, everyone!
Is it just me or is autumn going by really fast? I know it’s only mid-October and officially autumn will last a while longer, but over the last few days it’s gone cold here and I can sense winter rearing its ugly head already! Oh well, at least the sun’s out today so I won’t have to force myself to go for a walk in the rain like I did yesterday. Anyway, letters…
Dear wrist. I’m not sure why you hurt (although holding the tablet seems to aggravate you so that could be a clue?), but you need to stop it. I have many cards to cross stitch and right now stitching for long stretches hurts!
Dear patterned tights. You know what would be nice? If your patterns actually went all the way up! When the end of my skirt/dress is reached and then there’s a block of plain black (or whatever) before the pattern starts looks really odd! And the dresses I wear aren’t that short… mostly.
Dear autumn leaves. You’re so pretty! I wish you weren’t all falling down already – although the trees in the courtyard outside my flat are still looking rather glorious in yellow and orange.
Dear birds. Now the cold is setting in, we’re planning on buying a feeder for our balcony very soon. I hope you’ll come and visit once we do!
Dear Sherlock. No wonder your seasons are so short – those episodes are long! You’re the reason I got nothing done between making tea and going to bed last night!
Dear old home. Sorry to hear you’ve lost your best Irish pub. Honestly, you move away and everything goes to pot 😉
Right, must get back to work now. Happy Friday and have a great weekend everyone!