Today was departure back to the ship for John. He sure did drag his feet and didn't want to leave which is par for the course as he never does. He would rather be retired instead of working for a living. Life goes on and vacations do come to an end. VBG Gathering up his necessaries always ends up a last minute dash around the house with list in hand. Other than being underfoot and needing a lot of attention the minute I sat down to sew, it was one of the better times together.
It's not been a good week for me. Wednesday morning I woke up and noticed my antique ring had gone missing from my finger. I wouldn't have been half as upset if it had been anyone of the many rings adorning my fingers. I inherited my ring when Mom thought I was old enough. I've only been it's caretaker for the past 6 or 7 years. Guess I wasn't old enough yet. It had been my Grampa's wedding ring, 2 diamonds flanking a ruby and 100 years old. Yesterday was spent, plastic sheet on the floor sifting through the garabage. I don't know how forensics can stand to do this kind of stuff. I know it's in the house somewhere and eventually it will show up, but I'm just sick thinking I might never find it.
Sewing on the blue and green quilt the other day was a downer. No matter what I did, nothing turned out right and much fabric went into the junk bag. It must not have been a good day for stars. Tomorrow I am going to spend some time with them. I've made my goal list of all the things that must be done before the next vacation time. The list is long and getting longer.
My goals for tomorrow
....increase my time on the Treadmill by 5 min
....clean the kitchen....top to bottom including drawers/cupboards
....stitch some more stars
....spend at least 1 hour handquilting