What happens when you have one crabby woman, a husband who is steering clear and a small amount of time late in the evening? This! I was having major art withdrawal tonight and even though it was a long day with day job work and other obligations I sat at the machine and starting stitching.....then grabbed the paints and alcohol. I'm all done being grouchy (and I apologized to the husband person - thank goodness he could be a poster child for tolerance). Art is my drug.