And then there was that time when a good half of my staff was out at work and things were particularly brutal and I came home utterly exhausted, refusing to cook or be a useful human being in general (at least until after my shower, because I sweat through my scrubs and wasn't feeling very clean or refreshed)...
And then I wanted some soda, only to realize that the soda would be way better with a bit of liquor in it.
And then I sat on the couch and contemplated playing PS3 or stitching, knowing that stitching while under the influence is usually not a good idea.
And then... the little ferret, he was just right next to me on the couch, and just a couple of threads while my nails dried (because bad work or not, we always have beautiful nails) wasn't unreasonable, right? And then, well I'm on a roll, right? And then, I'll just finish this one thread, right? And then, I'm SO CLOSE to finishing that one page. But wait? Was bedtime an hour ago?
Oh well :)
I just finished the black for Page 4. Two more pages to go and I'll start in on the color.