To bed.

.

.

Just hitting midnight.  I... was trying to stay awake, to get to things.  I got the other load of laundry out and up.  But I won't be taking any down or in.  Too tired.  Nor did I get to anything else.  But?  It's been a wonderful evening.  I can't knock it.

Still 81.5 in there.  Was 65, outside, last I checked.  Most likely cooler.  I closed the front door.  That's why it is still warm.  Bleh.  Still, it is actually pleasant, even at that temp.

I called my mother, but she didn't answer.  Probably went on to bed.  Good, I should have.  Just... sort of... floated through.  I kept hoping I would catch that elusive second, or fourth, or whichever wind.  And, sometimes, it simply doesn't happen.  Still, I got a few things in.  And I enjoyed my day.

I am really hoping to get the machine up and set up, upstairs, soon.  I want to get to practicing with various materials.  I have some spare stuff, to just tinker with.  In time, I'll get different materials.  Stretchy stuff, as for t-shirts.  I think I have enough regular cotton, and flannel... in squares or such.  I'd like to get small samples of every type of material, just to sort what how to use stitches or techniques to create square stitching.  Then practicing going around edges, curves, and such.  Then, begin making a few things.  Again.

T-shirts, shorts that fit and have good pockets, and good zippered pockets, outdoor kit, and maybe even curtains, are what I have in mind.  Though I do know that materials cost lots of money, and probably getting worse.  So I won't be able to do more than a project, or two, a month.  Once I figure out how to do projects.  Bleh.

On to bed.  Goodnight.