"What is that?" Enquiring minds want to know. That my friends is my enabler.
From the Dictionary:
Function: one that enables another to achieve an end; especially : one who enables another to persist in self-destructive behavior by providing excuses or by helping that individual avoid the consequences of such behavior. (There is apparently a very fine line between "Helper" and "Enabler.")
RB Enables me to be lazy and not to sew even though I have a brand new super fabuloso sewing machine. Which by the way is threaded & I have also wound all of the bobbins.)
You see, he is sitting on my cut out ready to sew fabric pieces. (The turquoise is my background, the rest are my I SPY charms. The close-up shows the back of a print that has sand pails.)
He looks so comfy, I can't bring myself to extricate him from the basket of fabrics. (Yes I am wrapped around his tail. All he has to say is "MEOW" & I get him cat food...)
And for grins, in the full shot, the wavy bit in the background (above the cat head), that is my mattress - becasue I know some of you think I am over exaggerating when I talk about my small space.
Maybe I'll sew some tonight? (Or cut - I can't do that with him there either - you may have recognized some rotary cutting tools under the book, under the basket, under the cat.)
The only good part of this scenario is that fact that the turquoise came from my stash & I am ready to use 100% of it!