I suffer through this by taking handwork with me, and creating scenes such as this in Logan Airport:
Once I made it to Detroit, things got worse when I discovered the iron in my hotel closet:
Would you get a load of that beatiful cord? Easily 15 feet long. It was amazing!!! I spent 5 minutes thinking of all the backing I could press with that marvelous device, and whether they'd even notice it was missing, when I got sad for home and put it away.
Needless to say, after a week of this, I was happy to get home to my husband, children, and Janome.
Noooooo...I was at Logan last week but not at A8. Must have been why I missed you!
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