Does it seem to you that the days go by faster and faster all the time? Honestly, I feel as if I've just gotten up, but then I look at the clock, and it's time to make dinner. It makes me think of something one of my social work professors said once. Before moving into academia, she'd worked with the "frail elderly." She told our class that she'd asked one of her clients if time just kept going faster and faster as they got older. They said it did. Oy. I suppose it's like sand through the hour glass. If you've ever watched the last granules as they flow through, they do seem to move faster than when they started. So, while I hope I haven't entered the category of "frail," I'm getting used to the idea of being "elderly." It's this time-moving-so-fast part that chaps my hide. And, I suppose focusing on this gives me something else to think about aside from the election. But let's not go there, okay?
Instead, let's just talk about sewing. I finished up the ninth block for the Dancing Chickens and Flying Pigs block. This one didn't have a lot of embroidery, and so it was pretty quick: