Moving on to Plan B

So I have been waiting and waiting for my Bliss cutter to return from the repair shop. I had received a call on August 5th saying that she (and don't you love how I have turned an inanimate object into a "she"?) was fixed and would be on her way home the next day.
And then the waiting began. I waited......and waited......and waited.........
Until I couldn't wait any longer and had to call and find out exactly what happened. Had she coded and gone into ICU.......did she need surgery........extensive physical rehabilitation.......do I watch way too much Grey's Anatomy?
No, none of the above. She had been moved off the shipping table onto a shelf and then had other boxes stored in front of her. If I hadn't called......well, we won't even go there.
So no harm, no foul. She's on her way home and should be here in a day or two at the most. But until then I have been dying to hook! I could barely stand to look my Crazy Horse Quilt rug.
Something had to be done! Drastic measures had to be taken! Pioneer women didn't have cutters. No, they made do with their wits and whatever was at hand.....and so did I. I got my scissors out and cut my own wool strips. It took a couple of tries before I was able to get them fairly straight and thin enough (I'm doing this rug in a #6 cut). But I didn't do too bad and have this to show for my effort:
I finished my paisley leaf! I'm still not sure about the dark vein, but am going to let it stand for a while. I wanted to move on and do the horse next, but seem to have left all my black wool at home, so I think I will so some of the smaller stars and flowers.
Speaking of moving on, I managed to get all the pieces cut out for my new bag.

I've heard we have a 70% chance of rain tomorrow. If so, I will be getting the sewing machine out and see if I can't get this done.
And, if that weren't enough, I also managed to cut out 100 of these:

I am making a signature quilt for my son and future daughter-in-law. We will have the hearts at the reception for guests to write the good wishes and blessings for the happy couple. Then, after the wedding, I will applique them to a quilt. My sister made one for her son's wedding and it was a lovely keepsake of their wedding day.

Well, as you can imagine, Rog is thrilled, thrilled I tell you, with the debris from three projects spread all over the house! Thank goodness he has the patience of Job...