Crime seems to be everywhere.  Some say it's because of the downturn in the economy.   I have been a victim in multiple incidences lately of the crime of procrastination.   Several unfinished projects lay nearby as my eyelids gently close for a much needed nap.  I can imagine the completed crafts; a personally designed quilt, a crocheted baby hat and blanket, a family history album bursting with stories, documents and pictures, and my box of old photos all  organized, labeled and scanned.. 

This blog may be the biggest thief of my time, because I only have two followers.