I was looking around my room today, and I was thinking, "Wow. I didn't do anything yesterday!" And then I remembered this:
Yeah. I did something yesterday. I'm not really sure why I started this yesterday, but I think it may have had something to do with wanting to get the plastic canvas out of the drawer it was in. This literally took me all afternoon, and last night I realized I needed to backstitch in between the squares:
I'm starting to think this was a bad idea.
