Monday, March 7, 2016

A stitched card...

I had a friend have a birthday last month...and I made this for her.  Due to other things going on, I didn't make it till the last minute, and wish I had had more time to spend on it.
Do you remember when Sundays were days of rest.  I had been thinking about that, then I saw a post over here talking about thought I would do my own version.

When I was growing up, Sundays were days when you just did the very basics...fixing meals and washing dishes.  Doing barn chores, if you had animals/lived on a farm.  I sometimes think it would be nice to go back to times like that. 

I know throwing a load of clothes in the washer is not like washing on a wringer washer where you have to be there and be involved in the process.  And riding a lawn mower is not the same as pushing one.  But still, a person is not relaxing.

Today I have did absolutely nothing, other than fix a bite to eat.  And I felt so guilty.  I finally did do a couple little jobs late in the evening.  But why do I feel such guilt?  Do you feel guilty when you don't stay busy when you are at home.