Allsorts

Now I don't think I'm really borderline OCD, although this may make you wonder: I have never been able to let go of one particular childhood quirk. This isn't like a compulsion, but if I have a handful of M&Ms, I will tend to unconsciously consume them in a certain color order. The order has changed through the years, especially after they stopped making that light brown color. But basically, it's brown, yellow, orange, green, blue, red. And the seasonal assortments do cause some dithering. (And I will go on record saying that black M&Ms are just wrong.)

Anyway, my son sent me this link. This thing would save me a lot of time.

Out of work early today and into the studio. Net result: one Christmas gift completed and some much-needed straightening done. Maybe it will help me to think better.

I have so darn many WIPs sitting around in there, even on the floor. Everywhere I look is chaos, making it hard to think and plan. There's the patched-jeans cover for my daughter's papasan, still in very early stages; a winter coat that's been sitting uncompleted for over a year, lacking only BUTTONHOLES; there's a sweatshirt that just needs some quick applique...; there's a jumper needing alteration; there's a half-completed jacket from last spring.

And on and on and ON.

I got some items filed and some others put away. This alone feels like progress.