I work every day, including weekends. Long gone are the days when I looked forward to the weekend for rest and respite from a 9-5 job. Sometimes I get nostalgic for that feeling, but not for the 9-5, not at all. I traded a regular paycheck for a feast-or-famine income, and I work harder than I ever have before, but I cling fast to my chosen path because it gives me an irresistible reason to face each day.
Sunday stitching. Little pretty things. A brooch, and a mini art quilt.
And some brushstrokes.
And a new week begins.
Simplicity is the removal of the useless and the unnecessary--source unknown