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Caramel apple cider
Crock pot
My bird's face

Yesterday I got home on time and had a chance to read through most of my second Susan Barrie novel, then go through my toiletries to shift around what was on my shelves. I created a little army of nail polishes on the top shelf which will hopefully help me decide what colors to use. I have so many, and none are quite what I want (who doesn't say that about their stuff?). I also have many perfumes I am making myself use up before I buy the vintage scents I desire. I didn't get to the jewelry. I'll save that one for another day.

I have been embroidering over a dish towel transfer that I painted in T-shirt paints a very long time ago. It is helping me improve my stiches, and after this I will be ready for a serious project. I want to do some pillowcases, little pillows, curtains, aprons, and of course tea towels too.

I feel pretty unhappy that I have written nothing in two weeks. Yesterday I thought it would be better to rest. I think I will try to resume my weekly schedule of writing/craft instead of trying to make up the days I missed.

I hope I can get a caramel apple cider today. I have no food, so I have to get out one way or another on break.

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