my stash filled a need, yesterday. went to dr; 6 more weeks to sewing,so i got to PETTHEFABRIC for my fix.
my brain is on hold also. locked us out of the house. the 3 of us decided who was the most capable. Surgery-recovering sister in long skirt got to climb through a window; where's a grand child when needed? Maybe I need to adopt.
And the rx for narcotcs was left in their car, she's mailing it to me. LOL or cry?