Well, I’ve gone and done it again. The last two buttons for my sister’s gift are languishing sneakily beneath an auditorium chair in Dexter High School. At least they’re together, and therefore not lonely? I’m hoping to retrieve them after the break, provided that the janitors don’t toss them unknowingly. It’s embarrassing to admit how upset I was upon discovering their truancy, so we’ll just skip over that bit.
So, here I am, impulsively starting a new project. I’m still in the gleeful beginning stage in which I severely underestimate how much time I’ll need to complete it…
It’s going to be awesome. I can feel it. So what if I just now drafted the first element of the design; I’m invincible!
*small voice from the corner* Isn’t that what you said about not taking your broken foot to the doctor? Doesn’t it still ache 18 months later??
Common sense is for ninnies.