I lost my watch this week. If anyone finds it, let me know (a Brighton with reversible leather bands). Anyway, it has led to ignorant bliss as I go along, oblivious to the fact that time is passing by. I just sew and sew and then I notice that it is dark outside, and everyone is asleep, so I go to bed. Then I get up and repeat.But now reality has set in. I actually looked at a calendar, and there are less than 2 weeks to go. Market in Houston is upon us, and I am not ready. (shock) I was planning to be much more organized this time. But alas....
I started a new pattern yesterday. My sewing room now looks like something exploded in there. And the candy is mostly gone. I have a long armer standing by and I need to get it to her pronto.
Then I need to write the pattern. And make several other patterns....as time will allow.
I have added fat quarter bundles of my fabric line to my website. I am taking a bunch of them to Houston to sell at Sample Spree.
Randy just came by and said that I ought to say something about my handsome husband. So I will. He has been so great. When you are in a bind like this you need a supportive husband! Laundry, dinner, and a host of other things are put on hold.
But, bind or not, it is GAME DAY, and the party must go on, so the sewing is on hold. Go Cougs!