Tomorrow is a holiday here in the States. People have been preparing for days. Lines are long, traffic is tangled, tempers are short.
I think I spend more time gathering all the ingredients for the feast than I do actually cooking it. I've made my last grocery store run. If we don't have it by now, we don't need it. At this point I'm a bit weary of the celebration, and it hasn't even started yet. I knew I would be feeling this way, so I devised a plan for a little pick-me-up.
A new yarn base to go with a new pattern. A little holiday treat.
But I promised myself it would have to wait until I finish my work for today. It's pie baking day, and the list is long.