The extreme dorkiness began in NYC a few weekends ago, when I got it in my head that it would be fun to do a puzzle. Gina and Steve agreed with me (or humored me) so on the last day there, we searched for a puzzle, found one, and spent about five hours that evening working on it. It was relaxing and a fun thing to do with friends (and they finished it a few days after I left).
My brother and his wife were visiting this weekend, and they gave me a puzzle and puzzle mat*, and I did not go to bed Sunday night until that puzzle was DONE**.
Those trees were a b*tch. Just sayin’.
Apparently I have an odd puzzle piece organization method? I organize by border, then by type of piece- things that look similar go together. Makes sense in my head!
Now that this puzzle is done, you would think that the dorkiness is through (in the puzzle arena, anyway), but no, Gina and Steve sent us TWO more puzzles to work on when they visit in August.
A beautiful one:
And a purely evil one that may or may not have elicited a text to them calling them curse words:
Really guys, really?!
I am not sure why I am finding doing puzzles so relaxing right now. But it really is. It helps me wind down. And it’s kind of addicting. I feel like every time I pass it I have to work on it. Good thing I finished that one before the work week started!
When was the last time you put together a puzzle? Do you find it relaxing?
Growing up, I remember doing puzzles at my Grandma’s cabin whenever the weather was too bad to go outside. She had this awesome puzzle that was a sectional cut through a mansion, and you could see all the rooms and what was going on in them. Only instead of people, there were pigs dressed up and acting like people in the room! I would like to do that puzzle again. It was a fun one!
*In case I ever need to actually use my dining room table to eat food***, I can roll that puzzle up.
**And done while listening to the Olympics. I know way more about Women’s Gymnastics than I should.