Today's worktable is a panorama of silliness-
Dylan (who does all the sewing, stuffing, and making of stands) is getting ready to take our son to Florida for a two-week vacation, so he has been getting me all stocked up on starts so that I have enough things to finish while they're out of town. (Some attempt to keep me out of trouble I suspect.) The good news is, I'll be doing lots of one-of-a-kind pieces over the next couple of weeks! The bad news is, I'll have no one to pester with their flying kisses once they're finished. I guess I could bug my dog, Tuzy the Wonderfluff, but he has the utmost patience for my shenanigans, making it less enjoyable (from a pesty point of view) than inspiring eye rolls from The Teenager. I've started collecting 2 weeks worth of hugs and kisses to last me through the separation (which is a lot on account of I'm a huggy/kissy kind of wife/mom), thus receiving more eye rolls. I've never spent any amount of time alone. I'm 38 years old, and I don't think I've ever had more than a whole day to myself. Should be interesting.
How about you? Do you like alone time?