I fail Fearless February

...and to top it all off, it took me three tries to spell February right!

Sorry, people. I haven't done a single buttonhole. I was traveling, and moving, and packing, and unpacking, and making new friends, and staying up to ungodly hours and going to bed early.

There are four days in February left, so I will try. But I make no more promises, because this moving-to-Germany thing isn't quite as easy I had thought it would be.