Hey there, I’m settling in for the night. I have to do some stitching yet tonight. One thing I am waiting for is the new stitching light to charge up. The Amazon order came in today, and I impatiently waited several hours to get it.
The haul, since I don’t do haul videos, was a purse organizer where when I swap purses, I just slip it out of the current one and into the next one. I also got some pouches for inside my sewing or knitting kit. Then there were suitcase organizer blocks. Those are for the vehicle. I need to have an emergency tote out there for when my body goes apeshit in a hurry.
Lastly is a rechargeable wearable light. It’s good for reading, sewing or knit and crochet purposes. Now for the screaming part of the title.
We got into a screaming fight. Usually this is a blow off steam thing between us. Why? We have been stuck in this house together for months. Being unable to leave for either of us has driven us over the edge.
It’s part of the reason I was forbidden to talk on the phone inside the house, and forbidden to use a sewing machine inside the hosue. We have been driving each other insane.
Wait until he hears me cutting fabric. The sound of scissors is one hell of a trigger. Snort.
I’m kidding. I’ll be moving the sewing operations and computer work back into the office this week. It’s still nasty out there.
On that note, I suppose I better get back to work. I need to get things ready for the move to the garage. Take care, -L
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