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sunday, not so much with the lazy
Jul. 20th, 2014 05:27 pm I ran out of tape, so I couldn't put together the pattern for my skater dress. Yes, I caved when I read the blog post describing the awesomeness of the pattern and the flattering lines of the dress. http://curvysewingcollective.com/tried-and-true-pattern-the-lady-skater-dress/
No matter. I'd already taped and traced a pattern for a shoulder bag. I love, love, love my purple purse, but it doesn't compact well enough to fit into my laptop bag. I had a bunch of decorator fabric in my stash and put together a new bag in about an hour. It's roomy enough for wallet and Kindle and necessities, but I can roll it up and scrunch it down to save space.
I did a ton of laundry and got it folded and put away. I even folded the socks! Yay!
My folks stopped by and hung out for an hour before heading home. Mom immediately headed off to Emi's room and started cleaning. Stepdad sat on the couch, chatted, and played with his grandkids. That right there encapsulates most of what their marriage has been like these last 26 years.
Downwood mowed. The kids had popsicles.
Anxiety about traveling for work this week has increased. I need to go down and get my suitcase so's I can pack it. I also need to double-check my laptop bag to make sure I have all the parts and everything's in working order. I'm upset because my plane lands in FL at 11pm and I have to be on-site working at 6am. Not enough coffee in the world and the people at this particular site are terrible, horrible human beings. Mostly. There are a couple of nice people. But they're vastly outnumbered.
I get home on Friday. Then I'm on call all weekend. So no Faire.
The next weekend is Shimmy in the Grain and I'm vending.
The next weekend I'm in Dallas for a werk trip Friday through Tuesday night very, very late.
Then it's Emi/Ox birthday weekend....crap. Need to plan something and invite her friends.
Blast. We'll figure it out. I'm just annoyed about it.
No matter. I'd already taped and traced a pattern for a shoulder bag. I love, love, love my purple purse, but it doesn't compact well enough to fit into my laptop bag. I had a bunch of decorator fabric in my stash and put together a new bag in about an hour. It's roomy enough for wallet and Kindle and necessities, but I can roll it up and scrunch it down to save space.
I did a ton of laundry and got it folded and put away. I even folded the socks! Yay!
My folks stopped by and hung out for an hour before heading home. Mom immediately headed off to Emi's room and started cleaning. Stepdad sat on the couch, chatted, and played with his grandkids. That right there encapsulates most of what their marriage has been like these last 26 years.
Downwood mowed. The kids had popsicles.
Anxiety about traveling for work this week has increased. I need to go down and get my suitcase so's I can pack it. I also need to double-check my laptop bag to make sure I have all the parts and everything's in working order. I'm upset because my plane lands in FL at 11pm and I have to be on-site working at 6am. Not enough coffee in the world and the people at this particular site are terrible, horrible human beings. Mostly. There are a couple of nice people. But they're vastly outnumbered.
I get home on Friday. Then I'm on call all weekend. So no Faire.
The next weekend is Shimmy in the Grain and I'm vending.
The next weekend I'm in Dallas for a werk trip Friday through Tuesday night very, very late.
Then it's Emi/Ox birthday weekend....crap. Need to plan something and invite her friends.
Blast. We'll figure it out. I'm just annoyed about it.
