Do you ever feel like you're being watched.? Often, when I'm online--which in itself is often!--I look to my left to see Max. Watching.
Lailah peeks around the corner of the computer desk for a quick hello and "Look! I'm not in trouble!"
Feeling eyes burning in my back, I turn around to see body-less Monkey Head staring at me. Monkey Head is slightly miffed because production has slowed considerably. Between clicking the mouse and wielding a crochet hook, my right wrist is a painful owie! I am now converting to gripping the Hook as a knife rather than a pencil. It does help, along with slowing my pace a bit. Monkey Head now has a body with the beginning of a pink shirt and blue shorts and one leg. Soon, complete monkey-ness!
Store your treasures in heaven, where moths and rust cannot destroy, and thieves do not break in and steal.
~ Matthew 6:20