Yesterday...

Day 4: A picture of your night.

Bad news, folks. I didn't take a picture at all yesterday. I slept from one till almost seven, woke up long enough to eat and watch my Monday night TV, and then went back to bed. What you get instead is a picture of what I hope to tackle tonight:

Yes, I am embarrassed. This is the top of my hope chest, which is located in the dreaded extra bedroom.

You see, I need to set up my grow lights, so I can finally get my tomatoes started. And this is where they need to be in order to not become cat treats.

Luckily, most of this is yarn and almost-finished crochet projects. The yarn I can bag up and take to some of the teenage girls I know who are beginning crocheters. The projects I can finish up in a week or two, but for now they'll go to a box under my bed.

So, now you know I'm a yarn hoarder. Notice I got close enough you can't see the rest of my craft stash? That's because I'm not brave enough to show you I also have a considerably large stash of glass beads, paper, paint, polymer clay, and all kinds of glue and cutting tools. Perhaps another day?