Sunk Costs

School finally finished up on Monday evening--phew. I've spent nearly every spare moment stitching since (plus a little cooking and cleaning on the side). Here's a little work on Alphabetissimo.

And some work on Dorothy. I feel like Vanna White with all these letters. I've put Sarah McP on hold for now though. I was in such a hurry to get her and start her. And then I realized, slowing, slowing, slowing--that I just don't like her fabric. Aak! All those hours spent on the four-sided stitch and the double cross stitches in the alphabet, the border, the big pink roses. It was the roses that decided it. I had to adjust the colors when I changed out the fabric (I didn't like the color of that either), and they looked...loud. And although the colors in this are loud-ish anyway (and boy do I hate the green and yellow in the rose leaves), I'd rather tone them down a bit. And the 32 ct was too loosely woven and the stitches too large.... Sigh. I can't think about the work I did on it already, which will all have to be scrapped. It's an accountant-y expression: sunk costs. As in, you can't look back in history. It's not relevant. So that fancy new computer system the company bought that was going to revolutionize inventory or payroll or whatever that never worked, no mattter how many times you paid a tech to work on it? A lot of people would keep working on it and spending money on it because it had cost so much to begin with. The grocery line you refused to give up on because you'd already invested so much time in it, even though by now there are new lines moving more quickly? Sunk costs. There comes a time when you have to turn your back on an investment. Sarah McPhail on 32 count Lakeside Linen in buttercream is history, and not the good kind. Look for her to be reborn though--just not right away.

We're celebrating G-bun's successful surgery for the abscess (did not spread, so they got it all) and spay (they removed her probably cancerous uterus--the majority of unspayed female rabbits get uterine cancer). Here she's stretching and looking fluffier and more hopeful already. [Edited to add: this photograph borrowed from www.runningbun.com, by Patti Henningsen. Patti is the wonderful rescuer who works magic with buns, nursing them back to good health when they've been horribly mistreated or neglected.]

Off to bed I go after tidying the bunny room. Here's a photo of Peaches doing a little grooming of Pink's ears. It's the rabbits' favorite soothing activity. I'm hopeful that someday soon somebunny will groom G-bun's little ear buds. Happy weekend ahead!