Grief comes and goes in waves. I think I'm fine, and then I come downstairs in the morning and look over at the white Ikea fake sheepskin on the sofa, expecting to see a white cat on it, and there... isn't.
I'll be picking up Sushi's ashes tomorrow, and then at some point, probably in the spring, will inter them in the ground, probably planting them under a rosebush.
But I'm not in a constant state of grief, so things move on. I've been working on the Olde World Map cross stitch, and have repigmented the figure in the lower left corner. Given he? she? is clearly supposed to represent Africa and maybe Asia, having them be lily-white rubbed me the wrong way.
So I went through my box of floss and pulled out three shades of brown that seemed to work well together, and voila!
I've also been seriously thinking about attending Costume College this year. For the first time in... four years? Thinking about it seriously enough that I've finally washed that 15 yards of lightweight muslin and found a pattern or three I want to start working on. (The first two are corset/chemise and bodiced petticoat respectively; the third is the gown to go with them.) That said, the patterns are download-only so I'm going to need to transfer them to a thumb drive and take them to Office Depot and say "large scale print plz!"
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