Roadrunner
See this guy below? That’s me. A roadrunner. Meh, maybe not. That’s how I feel. Like a roadrunner.
Or maybe more like a chicken with its head cut off? I’ll spare you the photo that expresses that thought. At least I’m not being chased.
I haven’t been home much and when I am all I want to do is veg. I’m not home right now [house sitting] and I still just want to veg. I should be working on my Liberated Amish quilt top or at the very least — answering emails. Instead, I’m sitting here contemplating moving the coffee table off the area rug. The area rug has inspired a quilt idea so I want to photograph it. [Right, Erin. Like you need another quilt idea? Seriously?] Perhaps, it’s just my body that wants to veg. My brain does not stop. It fills with new ideas for quilts day and night. SOMEONE. PLEASE. STOP. MY. BRAIN. so I can veg out in peace.
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sorry i haven’t been here in awhile: like the new look!
Enjoy your veg-out Erin…unfortunately the brain never stops…except when you want to find something …then it get difficult!