Going to the loo as a guy in winter has some serious drawbacks. SERIOUS drawbacks

It all has to do with cold hands and the necessity of touch.  Nuff said.

Now, that being said, I really haven't had a particularly remarkable week.  I finally came home on Monday afternoon after a week at Julian's and seriously can't say anything's actually happened between then and now.

On the upside, I'm redoing my learner's licences tomorrow (yes, both:  car and motorbike) so that I can do the whole driver's thing PROPERLY this time around.  Stress and leaving things until the last minute have always been my bane, but in my defence, I sometimes do my best when I'm pushed and / or rushed.  Sometimes.

On the art side, I've started an embroidery project.  I daresay it's the most ambitious one I've attempted thus far (and that isn't saying all that much).  I've been doing embroidery on and off  since I started high school, but have only really done one or two projects in their entirety.  Hopefully I can get myself to finish this one to my very exact specifications.  I've never been one to plod forward when I get stuck, so now I'm trying to teach myself to do just that.  I can't just drop things when they get too difficult, and that's what I've been doing, either directly or indirectly, for WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY too long.

OK, so the card combination today has very little to do with tarot (except for associations).  The cards are:

23:  The Mice  and  (tarot association:  7 of Swords)
33:  The Broken Mirror  (tarot association:  Key 13:  Death)

These two cards are just so apt right at this very moment.  They speak about being honest and being prepared for the end of a cycle (or something such).  Huh.  If you could see my thoughts now...

P.S.:  Amazing lack of Gypsy card images out there...