I’m kind of ashamed of myself. I’ve been writing at work, and when I get home, I’ve been laying on the couch reading. (Well, last night I fixed a PC, but for the most part I laid on the couch…)
I should be crafting, taking pictures, reading the Bible, spending time with my husband, with the bird, or a thousand other things… (You can tell where cleaning ranks, not even worth an honorable mention! lol)
And again, here I am sitting at work, feeling guilty about what I’m NOT doing when I get home. And even worse, I’ll probably not even be home long enough this weekend to get anything done. Okay, I’m done whining now. I promise.
I quilt with a lovely group of ladies every Thursday for so many weeks, then we take breaks and start over. Today, I am not quilting, I am going to scrapbook. Cuz I’m a rebel like that. lol I’ve been so anti-everything lately that I decided I should really get something done. Oh hell, there I go whining again. I swear, it’s an epidemic!
I’m off to feel guilty some more, then dream about taking pictures of my projects to share with you. =)