March already!
The days are flying by so fast but it has been a good year so far.
I have been successful in a couple of small DIY jobs and because of that shed tears my father isn’t here for me to share with him. He’d have been so proud of me and although he’s been gone 34 years apparently I can still miss him badly. Those couple of days were bittersweet but I do have more confidence in my ability to do small jobs and so avoid calling in an expensive professional.
And I finished my Ukrainian Whitework mat. This was such a pleasurable stitch. I loved every bit of it and am so pleased with the finished result.
So I’m inspired to get on with another WIP and have pulled out the Pocket Quaker. My aim is to get the second section completed before Stitch Group day. Quite possible I think but only if I’m disciplined:)
And at long last my scales are my friend and I feel as if my cardiologist will be happy with me when I see her at the end of June. The UK cream tea kilos are off now (ha ha) and I need to lose the Bereavement Kilos and then my happy dance will be so loud and long it will be heard from far away. That’s the plan anyway.
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5 comments:
I too miss my father who died twenty eight years ago. I miss his wisdom, kindness and gentleness but not his DIY skills as he hadn't any! And congrats on making friends with your scales.
Yes this year is going fast already, where does the time go!
Your stitches are so beautiful and so neat.
Well done for tackling the DIY projects, there is a great sense of achievement when we manage to do things ourselves. I think we always miss our parents no matter how long they have been gone, my dad would have been 99 next week, he's been gone 37 years, he didn't do a lot of DIY but he was good at hanging wallpaper and I still remember the tips he gave me.
Glad you are on friendly terms with your scales after all those cream teas, lol, I'm not on speaking terms with mine at the moment 😏
Enjoy the weekend
My father died in his sleep on 2nd January this year; 95 years old. It's good remember all the good times, and let the sad memories go.
Clever to categorize the kilos; mine are all biscuit kilos!
Sounds like you are having a good year so far! Your stitching looks lovely, and it's always a great feeling to tackle some DIY!
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