I've been sewing...and doing laundry...today; with any luck I'll have my camp shirt finished up by tomorrow evening.
So I'm going to vent just a little about nothing whatever to do with sewing.
Somebody who's been there...please tell me that this mental fog that I'm experiencing is hormonal and will clear up when everything finally settles down.
Case in point: The Actor came to me tonight with a question about a large twisty lollipop. I intended to tell him to wrap it in cellophane and whack it with a hammer to break the candy off the stick.
What came out of my mouth was 'Wrap it up in chocolate.'
Something similar happens on a daily basis. When I don't lose the word I want altogether.
But I'm hoping it is temporary....