It drives me nuts when I put something somewhere so I'll remember where I put it...and then completely forget where I put it. This is what happened yesterday. I was looking for a particular book and some 1-yard cuts that went with said book to take to retreat this weekend.
I tore the studio apart, tore the craft closet apart, went back into the studio to take another look in there. Did it all again this morning. Jim asked what I was doing (he's home from work today due to an ice storm we are in the beginnings of) and I told him. He knew exactly where I put the things and got them out for me. Okay...Jim can't die before me. Just sayin'.
Found! |
Can you even see the detail? |
I'm playing the electricity game this morning. We've been warned we are probably going to lose our electric at some point today and I'll just keep doing electric things while I can.
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