This weekend was pretty much a repeat of last weekend. I had migraines both days so I didn't get much accomplished although I did manage to finish that book I've been reading since the beginning of time. I slogged my way through the rest of it late Sunday afternoon once the headache had eased to a dull roar from blinding white-hot pain.
I'll post update pictures of what little I did get accomplished on my crafty projects later tonight. I've asked the Prodigal Son to help hold up the scarf so you can see how long it really is compared to his six feet of height.
What annoys me the most about having my weekends ruined by migraines is that my work week is rarely ever ruined by them - of late, at any rate. I woke up this morning without a twinge so I had no excuse to stay home and be lazy . . . I mean craftily productive.
So far, today is a good day. I've been busy, but not to the point of distraction. I've finished all the things I've started, and this afternoon - I'm on my lunch break - looks like it will be more of the same.