I seem to run out of writing steam by Wednesday. I don't remember feeling that way longer ago, but then my concerns now are so different. Sort of. I think I understand the Wordless Wednesday thing a lot of bloggers used to do.
Wait. It is Thursday, not Wednesday. And Thursday means a quiet day. Today I have a bookcase to build, some books to sort and unpack and then to cap my evening, dishes.
And knitting. I would really rather just knit and the heck with the house! I am pretty sure this isn't a surprise to anybody.
I might do that. Skip the housework and knit. I could talk myself into that so easily.