October 23rd, 2018

Hopey thinker

Bow Tie Tuesday

Some things aren't reversible, and some things are.  Turn it around in your mind; you spin me right round, baby.  Right round.

I'm working on a diamond-point one now.  Stay tuned, down the road.  There are others still in the hopper, now that I'm entertaining myself with sewing them.  But for next week is a Día de All Hallows' one I've been saving.

I seem to be more hungry today than I have been of late.  Wonder what's up with that.

Alex Trebeck was irritated with Tracy.  :)  I just finally did that puzzle, and it was fun.  And I'm not real into crosswords.

We've got one or two people starting next week.  That'll be good.  I'm psyched to rally to make it nice for some noobs, best I can.  I've got it in me.  And it's good to recall what I like about the job, and have that sorta-fresh thing with it again.

I still feel fuzzy-headed a lot lately, and woozy and/or dizzy sometimes.  I don't know what's up with that, but I wish it would go away.  But not by me going away.

Might well cut up some more brush tonight.  Let us dismiss the inefficiency of it with these ideas:  chop wood, carry water; it's absorbingly inefficient, like sewing bow ties by hand; it's good to be moving around and using one's muscles and being outside.  Sunset is as 6:41 to-nite.

P.S.  I decided to go ahead and reverse it for the evening:

It's a little quapf, but it was a quickie, while Debbie watched, in the ladies' room.  I still need a mirror.