And that reminds me that instead of writing any blog posts, I should be working on chainmail. Right now. More sparkly things. Even though I just sat down after tidying the kitchen and wrangling the downstairs pantry, I should be working. Right now the children are hypnotized with some silly Nick jr show, and I should be capitalizing on the brief moment of quiet. But it's so nice to sit right here and fritter the time away. I feel like Elizabeth, struggling with the complexity of her pajamas, tryign to organize a thousand things at once.