Next week on the 23rd I am going back to the pool. Today I practiced just normal living to see what I could do. I was very happy. I spent two hours with my mother at her assisted living. About an hour and a half was with her neurologist in a home visit. My mother was right on the money. We laughed and shared and had a great time. Then I drove to the post office. It was not till I was on the way home that I got symptoms. I am not working yet and I am glad. You know how it is when you feel so good one minute and your psyche says it will last forever and it doesn't. Still a great day.
Decided after all those potholders that I was giving away all my string scraps...just not doing it any more. But, tonight I pulled out some pink batik squares already marked....from one of my project boxes. Thought I would give it another try. Here you see my scrap basket by the machine with my ever present helper.
My Milito says I am disrupting him with all the picture taking!
Pink squares already marked...you can see the faint lines down the middle.
Three blocks made assembly line....and I am now re-thinking my former decision...I do love my scraps. What a little rest will do!