What do you do when today feels like this:

he has a head, it's just hiding in the beast's room somewhere waiting to be attached

Personally, I like to do a little bit of this:

rough sizing a hacked together pattern on my dressform

Then I spend some time admiring this:

oooo, such a pretty color

And then, do a little of this:

soon, my pretty.... soon.

Ah well, who knows what yarn-ish-ness tomorrow may bring?