Well the world as I know it just ended last night. I lost my only cross stitch needle to a hotel chair which does not have a removable cushion. Whatever am I gonna do and why didn't I throw an extra pack in my stuff? What was I thinking or not thinking as the case may be? I have needles packed in all our stuff at the apartment so guess what I'll be doing first thing when I get over there? That's right, figuring out what box they are safely packed away in and digging them out...pronto fast! I guess lucky for me that Mark limited my boxes to 6 total so it's not a ton of stuff to dig thru.
It's been a very, very boring day here in Germany because the Internet is barely moving, I can't understand anything on tv except CNN and I can't even stitch. I guess I'm having my first international pity party. Sorry but it's not always easy being cooped up in a hotel room with nothing to do and all day to do it. Just like Scarlett, tomorrow is another day and let's hope my attitude is much improved.
A Little Stitchin'
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