So, the backlash from yesterday...

... is that I didn't really do much today.

I watched my zoo reports in the morning, although I was a bit disappointed by the total lack of elephants. And baby gorillas. There were some orang-utans, which made up for it a bit, but not enough.

Then I continued cutting out small parts for future cards. I've got a small collection by now, but it is really tedious to do all this work by hand. Another unpleasant side effect of the current situation is that I can't roam the craft shops at my heart's desire to hunt down the right motif punchers. I've got about a dozen of them already, but there's still that one (or five) that I would need right now and do not have. Yes, I know there are bigger tragedies in life; it's just a small yet persistent annoyance.

My friend Alex called me in the afternoon, which was the best part of the day. I'm starving for human contact; being an extrovert, I miss people terribly.

Other than that, we're still fine, thank God. Mum cooked a simple potato dish with hard-boiled eggs and creme freche today, and we still had some leftovers from yesterday. So she decided that cleaning half the flat would be the needful thing to do and insisted on doing it herself. I was only allowed to do the lifting and the shaking out of the rugs. I think cabin fever is getting to her, too.

( Another lovely technique I've just discovered )

There are just too many things I'd like to try and too little time to try them all. *g*