6.7. How on earth did that happen?

This has been a wonderful, amazing day. Errands and self-care in the morning: podiatrist (hoof trimming and diabetic foot check); La Madeleine for quiche Florentine; Costco for muffins and granola, as we were out of both; Supercuts to get my ends trimmed; Goodwill to re-home a large grocery bag of clothing that no longer sparked joy; post office to drop off Easter cards to the sisters I used to visit teach and now, theoretically, minister to.

My amazing sister made me a quilt!!!!! I'll share a picture (eventually), but first I need to clear off the bed, dust it, and decide where all the stuff that hangs out on the fallow side of the bed wants to be, instead.

Last month I spent two to three weeks rehabbing my favorite 20 year old skirt. I wore it and have washed it and will probably iron it in the next day to three months. Because ironing is a thing that has to be done (a) when the mood strikes and (b) when my lower half feels like cooperating (not so much head and shoulders, but definitely knees and toes). I am currently embellishing the pockets on a black and grey striped Gudrun dress. I'm doing individual lazy daisy stitches, about 1/8" long, and it's s*l*o*w going. At this point I haven't decided if there will be other stitches and, if so, what color they will be.

I'm also knitting yet another pair of baby socks, using red variegated Regia and orange variegated Three Irish Girls. Also very slow going, and not really car knitting.

And I'm reading a real book. One I bought year before last and couldn't stay with but now makes perfect sense as I read it. My attention span is a weird and special thing.

Time for me to take my evening meds and, notwithstanding the four hour nap I had earlier today, go back to bed.