Why do I brother planning out anything. Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh. It is the middle of January and I have gotten no sewing done for me. I have several items cut, and ready to go but I have not had the opportunity to sew them up as of yet. So much has happened in the last couple of weeks, I could just scream.
Our A.C. unit went out and of course we are trying to do a patch job until we can afford to buy a brand new unit which we have been told will be a nice little junk of change. So needless to say, living in sunny Florida with no A.C. is not cute, but thanks to almighty God the last few days have been warm but cool enough at night to keep the house cool.
My dad is in the hospital, and the hospital he is in is about 40 miles from where I stay one way. Not to mention my son has had games 3 basketball games a week, and with my new running schedule (working on a healthier me), I have totally isolated sewing. Cooking, cleaning, children, and my dear spouse has suffered. But really the suffrage starts here, at my feet.
I want to sew badly, I think about sewing, I dream about sewing, and I want to sew.