Flying Solo -- No Fear
Today is the first day more or less without princess support. Yes, folks, I made my own tea this morning, but, yeah, I went back to bed with it. Surrounded by snoozing dogs, I launched into software upgrade, Day 1, from the comfort of flannelette sheets and jammies. I am aiming for the end of the week to accomplish my move to Panther on my trusty Mac Powerbook. That's what you call a no-pressure deadline, I hope.
As a counterpoint to the tech morning, I spent much of the afternoon blocking the sweater from hell and overhauling my cross-stitch cache. The latter dates from the early 90s and previous. It was quite a revelation. I did a lot of stitching that has never seen the light of day simply because I didn't take the final step of mounting, framing, or whatever. It will be interesting to come up with ways to get this stuff out of the plastic bags.
Oh yes, you probably want to know how I am feeling: On a scale of 10, about 7 (could be 8.5 if it wasn't a snowy February).