More dust-blowing.

After racing home from work as if chased by a mob with swine flu, I made it to the post office in time to pick up my new sewing machine. She has been named Harriet, and has made it out of the box. That is also as far as she has moved, seeing as I have not got any thread to speak of at home. An old friend I have reconnected with on Facebook (herself a very crafty type) tells me she is excited to see what I come up with. So am I....