How to keep your mate at home: a parable

As I have been saying, I am working on that stocking for my SO. It has to be done in secret. I try to bring it over when he's off doing something manly. He is not stupid; I show him everything I work on, and he is going to notice if I just sit there, hunched over a lighthouse looking thing, and don't show it to him.

I worked pretty hard on that little bugger Friday night. I am to the parts that are heavy in blending filament, which I hate using. I just loathe it, and fortunately, it's all coming together nicely and I was making good progress. So when he told me that he was going to the car races on Saturday, I thought, "Wonderful," and bought myself a caesar salad and had plans of a good night watching E, eating salad, and stitching.

. . .

The race got rained out. He got up on Saturday at 6 AM, ate breakfast at Denny's (not a good idea unless you are drunk), got down to the racetrack in Cecil County (whereever that is in Maryland, it's been 19 years since I had to know where all the counties were, so I am a little hazy on them, not to mention I am really old. ), and it started to rain. They can't race in the rain, for obvious reasons, so he helped the guy he went with put the car back on the trailer and came home. Don't get me wrong. I was glad to get the extra time with him. Way more important than my stitching time, but there is just not enough time anymore to get everything done I need to get done. But I happily stitched on some snowmen, glad he was there for me. This is not the first time this has happened, though; it's comical. So I have decided, as long as we are given together, when I want him home with me, I'll just have a project to stitch in secret for him.

And I did get some time back. I was two hours early for work today, and I decided I can go to the gym after work, so I sat in the garage and stitched away. I am almost finished the snow. after that will just have the bird to finish, an anchor, and some backstitch. Awesome!