What would you do if you had seven days at home, alone (i.e., no cooking), to spend as you please? DH will be out of town for a few days, and I find myself in that happy ever-so-lonely predicament. (Really, Honey, I miss you already.) Driving home from the airport this morning, my brain was flooding with ideas of how I want to carefully spend this gift of time.
- Each day I’m going to spend some time at the longarm working on UFOs (well, for this week, and for weeks to come!).
- Each day I’m going to tackle something icky — a closet, a cupboard, the windows, drawers, the mud room — and get some spring cleaning done. I won’t get everything done, but it will be some good progress.
- Each day I’m going to grab my camera and GO OUTSIDE to take some pictures. I think I’ll do kind of a pictoral tour of our little suburb that’s straddling the fence between city and country.
- By this time next week, I’d like to have my challenge quilt for the Minnesota Quilt Show in June figured out and have at least the top done. Right now, I’m mostly just confused *sigh*.
And I’m starting this week of projects off right; I’m having lunch with a friend today! Just enough time left this morning to pin my primitive stars UFO up on the longarm, make a pass or two, fold a load of clothes, and take a shower.
Really, what would you do with the gift of a week?