Yesterday I worked and worked at this spot, still not done. There is a struggle with making smooth lines of thread, and filling in spots. Practice would probably help.
Back to work today. Good to be with kids. Good to be out. Things felt newish.
Even driving the car after days of not felt strange. We have stick shifts. My dad said we had to learn on a stick shift so that we could drive anything. I have never driven an automatic, and am afraid to. They make me feel out of control. So much for Dad's theory.
We have always had stick shifts. Even though we live in the hills of Seattle. Hills that midwest friends call a roller coaster, raising their arms up with a "Whoa.....!!!" as we drive them up and down our neighborhood. Blue complained much about this when learning to drive. The driver's ed classes had automatics. He informed us that they would let him take the test in one of their cars. We informed him that was fine, but he couldn't drive one of our cars until he passed a test in a stick. He still doesn't have his license, but he's great at public transportation.
Well, that was an aimless ramble...
