Another horrible work week gone by and yet another so-so stitching week (I still contend that the two are related). This week I worked on Alice and the Bouguereau Princesses for the first time since November. Back then, I left off a few stitches past the second row finish:
And this week I only managed to get to here:
I've been bummed that I haven't had a page finish during the week and there was a time when that was an easy feat. I just thought maybe I'd lost my mojo, but when I switched to Suteki on Saturday, it kind of dawned on me...I stitch more on the weekend than the entire week put together (since I have no life), and the amount of time during the week plus the weekend time would be well enough to finish a page, but since I'm switching projects for the weekend, I lose that extra edge. I feel a lot better about my progress now considering.
Did you happen to notice my new needle minder?
I am absolutely in love with it!!
Again, I can't show my progress on Suteki just yet because I will be posting it over on the A New Stitchy Start Blog, but yet again another "sign" popped up in the stitching. Before, it was a Mickey head, but this time it was an "A":
This project is for my sister, who's name just happens to be Amber. Yeah, go figure.
As much as I hate working on this project, it's moving along at an alarming rate, but I won't work on it again until February. I decided on five weekend months, I'd spent the extra weekend working on one of my other hated UFO's. Right now, I'm not sure if I'm going to do A Summer Ball or 35th but, whichever I choose, I'm not looking forward to stitching next weekend.
On a positive note though, at least next week's project will make me glad I won't be spending the weekend working on dithering yet again. Any guesses?
Yet another new needle minder I'm totally in love with, but also a hint at what I will be stitching on next week.
Speaking of work though, Monday is my 20th anniversary of being back at the lab. I have mixed feelings about it. Hopefully, I've managed to dissuade the powers-that-be from having a party for me. There will be cake and there will be a gift, but I'm hoping beyond hope that I don't have to go through the customary "awarding" of the gift. The thought of standing in front of everyone while one of the doctors "praises" me is beyond horrifying and I can't guarantee I won't lose it. I haven't had a tantrum in quite some time, I'd hate to do it in front of god and everybody.
Wish me luck and have a good week everybody!