Decided To Stay Home

This morning, I was being lazy. I did enjoy sleeping in till about 9 am. It felt good. But then I'm always up till 11:30 pm anyway. Not like Patrick that sleeps from 9:30 pm to about 8:30 am. Sometimes longer. 

I really didn't do much today. I wanted to work on my cross stitching and that's pretty much what I did. It was way too cold. The fog didn't go away till around noon today. The car and ground were icy till then even. 

I pretty much started at this point. 

And finished at this point. I was working on the gold and had about an inch more than what is there. I HATE this gold! I had to take out about 4 or 5 rows. I noticed I messed up by doing a "x" 2x3 lines instead of 2x2. So, of course, I took it out. It wasn't easy! Now I have all that gold that is unraveling, and I need to fix what I did wrong. I will work on it tomorrow. Once I get those gold strands done, I'm going to leave it and come back in the end to finish it. I just hate working with that gold and it's not worth the hassle till I get everything else done. Since this is the staff, it won't matter. I do need to keep going and fretting over the gold isn't going to get me there. It's coming along great otherwise. I worked on the coat a bit more. There is more greenery there as well. So, I have a lot to work on. Plus I need to go back to the right side and work there too. I just tend to work on the left side and go to the right side. May have a lot to do with me being left-handed. 

I saw something on "Kelly Clarkston Show" that talked about dyslexia. She has a child who has it and so did a couple others she brought in. I like what they are doing for dyslexia. But it amazes me that they haven't done more since it was becoming a big thing in the 1970's. Then in the 1980's it was not talked about. I was sorry to see the original actor that played the Hulk die when he did. He was getting schools going for dyslexia. I had to go to the University of Alaska to work on my dyslexia, then when we moved around, I repeated what I learned, which helped. I did hate having to be taken out of classes to read in a small group. I would come back to class, and they had done some fun games while I was gone. I felt like I messed out.  People with dyslexia are more self-aware and worry about what others think. We think we are "dump" at times. We feel like people are looking and talking about us. There is a lot of stuff other than not being able to read or write. I've learned to live with it. I think if I wasn't that way, I would have done more with my life. Hard to say. Not going there. I made my choices, and I will live with them. Life goes on. 

And my life is crafts! Which means I was very Happy Stitching/Happy Quilting!