Well, it's clear that I have too much unfocused time on my hands (not that there aren't many things that I could be doing to be focused).

I am actually starting a quilt. Notice I say starting. I'm realistic enough to know that there isn't much chance I'll ever finish it.

I have been watching way too many shows about sewing and crafting.

Suddenly I think I'm Martha Stewart.

It's not just the quilt, either. I'm also making soap, antiquing some shelves, learning about color theory (which is interesting but far more complicated than I imagined) and working on collages.

I'm also on a quest for a cheap pasta machine so I can work with polymer clay.

(Keeping in mind what I said about unfocused?)

My mother fell on Monday. Fortunately she didn't break anything but she's very sore and having a hard time moving. I have to keep an eye on her, she's apt not to tell us when things are worse.

I spent yesterday cleaning up after a sick cat. Suddenly it was not just puking and peeing, but diarrhea again. That was early in the morning, and he's been pretty good since. He did throw up a bit this morning, but I think that was partly a hairball problem.

So now my apartment is more chaotic than ever. There are piles of project stuff around, the bedroom is torn apart because the cat threw up under the bed, so I have to move everything to clean it up, and no, you may not drop by!

I will not be watching the British Open for fear of thinking I should be the next Tiger Woods...... Fore!