In an odd surge in energy, I found myself busy tonight. I had dreamed all day of a leisurely evening, but before I knew it cobblers were baked, homemade detergent was funneled into bottles, squash was cooked, beans were simmering, garden was watered, daisies were cutback in anticipation of new starts, more purging took place. . . and I was ready for bed.
Somewhere in between I began my first set-in sleeve. . . and it wasn’t nearly as scary as i thought.