It has taken me over 5 years to get to this point, the point where you can seriously tell what my cross-stitch is (Greg Olsen's "O, Jerusalem"). I can now honestly, seriously, say that it is almost done. When we moved to Texas 2 years ago, all I had was the yellow and gray above Jerusalem, and the trees and bushes behind the Savior. Since then, I've done EVERYTHING else. I finished all the basic cross-stitches a month or so ago, and started the overwhelming task of outlining. Now, I've finished everything on the main cross-stitch key (which is good, because it was really falling apart) and all that's left is 3-D stitches of bushes and outlining the city of Jerusalem. I am FLOORED that I'm really so close, and the hope is to finish the entire thing before this baby is born in a little less than 3 months. I also have to make a Christmas stocking for the baby, and finish reading "Gone With the Wind," and read "Breaking Dawn" once it comes out. Oh, and let's not forget that we actually have to paint and redo flooring and replace a ceiling fan in the guest room for the baby.

But seriously, the cross-stitch comes first. It's been staring at me for so long, and vice-versa, I am psychotically devoted to being done. Kenn thinks I'm crazy, but I think he's secretly very impressed that I've come this far. He's proud, I know it. :)

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