Do you ever get that itch?
That little voice in your head that whispers..."go"?
When you know you'd rather be shopping at the craft store or wandering around the thrift shops?
Now, you know that you need to do laundry, dishes, wash the dog and return the videos, BUT, you want to go.
The sun is shining after a few days of dreary, cloudy, foggy crap.
The beach calls to me...I want to go!
Fred got a service call and is at work, poor guy.
Sadie is sleeping her morning nap.
I want to go!
The different places I haunt suggest themselves eagerly. The Bookstore? The fabric store? Goodwill is open until 5...
I should work on something. I should be good and stay here and finish my Marie Antoinette inspired bear. (pictured in this post) He needs a coat- I have the silks in cream and teal mist....
I don't need to go...well, we are out of safeguard, only have the lavender and some vanilla/oatmeal soap (Fred-"is there any other soap that doesn't smell like flowers or food?)
There is dinner to think about..what shall it be?
The sun calls...
maybe I need some vitamin D ?
Maybe I want to enjoy one last breath of cool air across my face before the hot, sticky, sweaty heat of our usual weather begins....
Maybe just an hour or two....
gone!