Yesterday was the 38th anniversary of my marriage to my first husband. I can only imagine how much resentment I would have inside of me if we were still married. I still have resentments against him even though we divorced in 1991, and I want to meet him in person and tell him what an ass he was and how he hurt me and I can't believe he actually did that and blah blah blah. I know it's a useless and futile fantasy, but still, a girl can dream.
I just recently celebrated 21 years of marriage to my latest husband, and I say "latest" as joke. I sometimes wonder how much longer this one will last. That's not a joke.
Anyway, I have been making yarn. Lots of yarn. Dyeing wool lots of brilliant colors and spinning it into 1, 2, and 3 ply yarns.
I also won a couple of ribbons at the county fair.
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