Tolentreasures

Still trying to use all that fabric up that it seems I was cutting half the winter. Not sure, but I think I want to coffee stain this, what do you think? And another top for the ladies at the church. I woke up too late to run this morning and am not happy with myself. I am going to have to start setting an alarm again. The horses hit the horse track at 6:30 so you have to be off of it by then and I won't run around here once traffic gets moving. I like to be off the streets by 6:30. Nothing attractive about it when I am at the end of the run. So off to paint or sew or something creative until it is time to go to work.

It happened, I knew it would! He tolerated my sickness, he built walls with pillows between us in the bed, he sprayed, he told me that I was sick because I don't eat right, I don't take care of myself, I forget my vitamins, I don't get enough sleep. He told me that he was the picture of health, he exercises, he takes vitamins, he gets enough sleep, he eats right, he takes care of himself. And then... Mark the time... 4:30 AM this morning and the words that struck terror. "WHERE IS THE VICKS ?" OH MY GOSH, NO!!! ANYTHING BUT THAT, PLEASE DON'T LET HIM BE SICK! And he is. He has a cold, despite the healthy food, despite the intense amounts of vitamins, sleep and exercise, he is sick. Well at least it justifies my haphazard approach to my health. So this morning, since I was awake from finding the Vicks, my sewing room was a disaster, it has been that way for awhile and getting worse. I don't mind the chaos, but this was bordering on the hoarder syndrom...