G. Knerd

Yesterday, I was trucking away at the seam while the Blanket Thief and I were watching TV.  After the last show, I looked down at my lap and proudly exclaimed, “I’m almost done!”

The Blanket Thief looked over, raised his eyebrows, and said, “Uh, honey?  Don’t you still have to make the border?”

“Not only do I have to make it, I have to sew the whole damn thing on as well.  And I have to do the other seam in the blanket.  But the point I was trying to make is that I’m almost done with this seam.”

I’m pretty sure he didn’t get it, but he decided to play along.  He just doesn’t understand that on a slog like this one, you really have to celebrate the tiny victories.