My own gargoyle is still looking a little spiky in places where the pins still lurk, but those places do dwindle. Just the other night, when tempted to blob in a chair and watch a DVD with nothing for my hands to do, I thought of this very report and chipped away a little more.
So thank you for the encouragement.
How are things with your gargoyles? It’s a tricky time of year, when people start doing all the social things they know they won’t be able to fit in come December, but keep chipping away, no matter how small your chips. You’ll get there.
I have made a tiny amount of progress on the rose quilt. Alas, very little, in the grand scheme of things.
Is it just me, or is this ‘ere gargoyle the Cheshire-Cat, halfway through a disappear? There’s a good gargoyley lesson: keep smiling, whatever else disappears (e.g. the rest of the year).
But given all the other crazy that’s been going on around here (remind me to tell you the Saga of the Dripping Tap sometime) I’m not planning on beating myself up about my lack of astounding progress.
In fact, I might take the tap as another lesson for the week: if you keep on making your tiny drops of progress, it’ll all add up and eventually something will happen. Although hopefully it won’t be someone taking my head off with a screwdriver and pliers.