Instead of stitching this morning, I did this:
I sat out on the porch with coffee and some new sharp scissors, enjoying the morning before it hits 105 this afternoon, and deconstructed all the navy, brown, and tan t-shirts. Also one funky gold one. This is really exciting because I've got the raw material for whatever I want to try next. Another skirt, I think. As soon as I take a walk, call in for a meeting, do a podcast, start editing the audio, get another draft written, and get the overdue library books back before I have to pay a fine, I can do whatever I want.
Meaning: tomorrow, probably.