Life of Wry

I know, not one week ago, I said I was going to 86 the puzzle I was working on in favor of something less monochromatic for the simple and brilliant reason I was tired of that too-much-orange puzzle and wanted to move on to something a lot more fun. I was patting myself on the back because that was such a self-respecting, just-say-no thing to do. Puzzle’s not fun? Do another one. Yay me.

However… I struggled. I have never in the history of jigsaw puzzle doing ever given up on a puzzle. You. Just. Don’t. Do. That. But I was going to anyway. It’s the new year. I’m going to be 60. It’s time to make some changes.

But … I maybe I could just get the flowers in.  I mean, the pieces were already more or less color sorted… that would go quickly. (It didn’t.)

Then… the pumpkins. Then the easy part of the sky. (It wasn’t.)  Then the lighter colored earth.

And that is how it happens.

Hello. My name is Kari. I have a puzzle problem.

Whatever.

LOOK AT MY PROGRESS!

Now, of course, it looks simple dimple. (It isn’t.)

(But, it’s fun.)

(And it’s also why I’ve been late on my blogs.)

Next up will be a harbor full of many different colored sail boats.