But first...

Plan:  Go to the grocery store after work.

What happened in reality: 
I notice the open journal on the work table.  I had started a color chart the day before using a small fold-up watercolor box.  I bought the box years ago, always envisioning myself out on hikes, making nature sketches. [Insert laughter here.]  I made a row of color down the left side and a row across the top, but decided I didn't have enough room across the top, so I abandoned the idea.  But on the way to get ready for the trip to the grocery store, I instead sat down and started filling in the rest of the page with other stuff.  I liked it.

Now I can go to the grocery store.  But first, I'll take this leftover acrylic ink that I had used for lettering, and paint a couple of journal pages in my other journal.  Oops, not quite enough to finish, so I poured out some more acrylic ink.  Now I had some left over again.  I decided to use the rest on some fabric.

As I've done in the past, I put some stick-on letters and numbers on the fabric, then used a lot of water and the ink on the fabric.  I liked it.

But the fabric was really wet, so I tried a new thing (for me).  I took a piece of paper (I think it is Lenox, but might be Stonehenge), and pressed it hard onto the wet, painted fabric.  I could not believe how well it picked up the detail of the thread in the fabric.

To the store now?  No, there was still a little ink left, so I painted another piece of fabric.

Off to the store now?  What store?  I think my brain has spring fever.  And I have a nice little pile of stuff for future projects.