On my way to work, I see a terrible accident between a car and a van. Neither going very fast (certainly not as fast as I was going), but the damage was something else.
Then I arrive at work and get stuck in the elevator for 15 minutes. Alone. And I'm a little claustophobic. Our maintenance men (a father and son team) were wonderful and kept talking to me so I wouldn't scream. They couldn't get the doors open, so one of them climbed on top of the car I was in to release the safety so I wouldn't have to wait an hour for the elevator repair people. I can't wait to see what the rest of the day brings.
Meanwhile, here's a pic of a sweet little wallhanging I did out of very vintage handkerchiefs. It's 14 inches square and the pearls on it are vintage. This was a lot of fun to make, but this sweet, girlie thing is not my style. So I'm offering it up on etsy.