I try to give blood every eight weeks, but when I went today I was surprised to learn that it was my first visit since February. It's so easy to find other more 'important' things to do on a Saturday morning.
I had the house to myself all afternoon, and cleaned like nobody's business. It's been a long time since some of those tasks got done. Now I can't make anything to eat for fear of messing up the kitchen.
Tonight: more slow stitching. I hope to get the tank top completed this weekend ... stay tuned!