There are days to blitz through paperwork and days for scrubbing the windows top to bottom ... and then there are days to sew buttons. Okay, by virtue of my responsibility detour today, the bills fell by the wayside while I puttered in pearl and plastic, the blue the brown and the milky white beauties piled high in my bottomless button box. I'm looking for a little reassurance here ... I was after all, creating a project to sell in the shop! Resourcefulness, yes?  Inspired by a tote sewn with rows and rows of hand stitched buttons given to me by my lovely friend Judy, I just had to try my hand at the button game. Success came at 4:30 when the eye of my needle virtually disappeared (progressive lenses be damned!), and I had to call it quits noticing that I was actually morphing into crazy button lady. If I spoke to one black button with a perfect rhinestone center, I promise it was the ONLY one to which I uttered a compliment - really. Tonight I have my version of an accomplished day - four straight rows of collected buttons sewn artfully by hand on a rectangle of natural muslin, destined to become a clutch purse for sale on the prettiest shelf in the shop.