Wednesday, April 2, 2014

the end result.

Came home frustrated yesterday  George said it doesn't matter as long as you have "the end result" .  That opened my eyes.  Women approach chaos differently than men.  As long as you have "the end result" the way you want it - getting from Point A to Point D just doesn't matter.  Well darn it:  it matters to me.  But, I can't win that one.  Ate homemade lasagna for lunch today  : the end result: always better the next day.  here are photos of some end results.
 Finally a bag w/ a zipper.
 Oh how my face hurts.  now to redo face
auditioning buttons.  Finally with a zipper.

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