Saturday was napping. In the evening I was trapped in a real-life nightmare where I kept threading my sewing machine needle, sewing a bit, then breaking my needle. I killed 2 needles. I’m on my last one, with more on order. I think the issue was that my needle was either not toughened all the way or maybe it was in crooked. It was very frustrating, but I think it’s set now
Assistant Archivist today. Who knows tomorrow?
