Not only was there no Tour to keep up with, The Mister was at his mother's for the day. I had the joint to myself. Yippee. I did some stitching. I am working on a slice of watermelon.
I did some weaving. I am halfway there.
I did some warping. It's also almost done.
I made soap. That's the baby powder scent. I hope it's as pretty on the inside. You can never tell.
I got some work done on the Yellow Submarine.
There was a little bit of knitting and tea drinking in the afternoon.
I practiced my guitars. I've been trying to pick them up for a few minutes every day. I'm still pretty terrible but I do enjoy it and it's a nice change from all the other stupid crap stuff I do all day.
I finished my library book. The Mister made me read it because it is much better than the show. In fact, it is NOTHING like the show. Nothing. Whah?
Best yet, I got to play with Pup and take her for a walk before it got too hot. Rest day? Not really. I did miss the Tour and the spinning but I did manage to keep busy. No wonder I'm so tired.