Monday was a day of plans gone awry. Over the weekend, the brake line on my husband’s truck broke. Fortunately he discovered it while parked in his father’s driveway, so the danger level was low. I ended up taking him to work Monday morning, and getting back just in time for the tow truck to arrive. Couple this with the need to frantically clean my house in preparation of my father stopping over on Tuesday to help out with some electrical work, and then having to pick up said husband from work, and the day got away from me.

I did have time to search patterns, and select one for my next project.  I need to keep reminding myself that the creative process starts before you pick up the supplies, put hook to yarn, scissors to fabric, or load up the glue gun.