I took today off so I could get all my chores done to leave for CATS. I was really busy this morning. I cleaned the kitty boxes, all three of them as a full change, cleaned the dog yard up--that was nasty, and not because of the dog's leavings. We have a huge pine tree over the house and the needles have fallen off and made a pile by the gate and down by the fence. Somehow it gets wet, and packed into compost. So I had to get that all pried out of there, pulled out the ivy that is growing in from the neighbor's yard, and threw it all out. I ran my errands, and popped into Michael's. I got a bunch of floss there-it wasn't on sale, but I was in a kitting up mood. There were these two rude women behind me in line who were upset that it was taking the cashier so long to check me out. I almost turned around while they were saying their rude little comments and told them that, next time, they should walk faster if they didn't have the patience to wait. It was embarrassing. I've stood in line plenty of times behind people with silk flowers or scrapbooking supplies and just shut up while their order got rung up. I just don't get people. Why are their lives so much more important that they need to be places sooner and have to be rude? I just wonder; I think I am a fascinating, exciting person when you really get to know me (because, really, how many people do you know who have been friends with Norwegian aristocracy, been in a shoe commercial, and asked their mom to pick up the amythist that someone dropped on the living room floor), and I don't have a reason to just be a jerk because of it. Perhaps I am not taking full advantage of my potential . . .
So after that, and because Michael's didn't have all the floss I needed, I headed to the LNS. Stitching Pretty was closed because they are at CATS. That was sorta cruddy because I just needed floss. I don't find myself buying as much in that store as their designs are not really my cup of tea, because they use specialty threads, and I avoid those, so was trying to save my budget. But my trusty Stitching Post was open. I went up there, got my floss, and then bought a Hardanger project to do. It's a learning project, I had to pick a less ambitious project, because, after all, this is my first real Hardanger project--it's been 17 years since I last learned a new craft.
And I finally heard back from CATS. I am in the Christmas project class. I am happy with that. I wanted that class most of all. I was really worried that the information wouldn't come here in time since I paid so late, last Monday, and they never called me back after I asked. So, we're off!