Talk about difficult to please.
Still, I find myself cruising about "on-line," perusing cross stitch patterns. Yes. I know I already have more patterns than I could finish even if I were to devote eight hours a day, every day for the rest of my life to stitching. I do not care (as if any thread junkie would). However, I am not so foolish as to forget that I have multiple hospital bills to pay and more arriving daily. *sighs* Such are the great quandaries of life. *smiles*
And so, knowing full well that I should walk away, I find my cursor hovering perilously over the "add this to my cart" button. Logic leaves me in the face of beautiful design, or so I intend to claim. *laughs*
No stash of mine will ever be complete. So follows one of the many faults in my nature. *sighs*
You can not tell me they are not beautiful: Japanese Bridge & Garden of Delight