Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Work has me stressed. Stressed in that way that reminds me just why it is a bad idea to forget to refill the happy pills. I've been rationalizing my bad eating, my bad attitude, as coping with the stress. Really I'm just making excuses. It ends now. Plus, I got the happy pills today.
I've buried myself in sewing. I took a pattern out of One Yard Wonders and mass produced it. Assembly lined cutting at least 7 pairs of booties, then planned to sew them all up. Tonight I tried, but I'm unsure how I feel about the result. It looks... wrong. Which of course means that I will be spending the next few nights trying to alter the pattern enough to make it bend to my will. After I finish that, since I am pretty sure that the cut and unfinished pieces would drive me insane (we'll see), it is on to skirt making for M. Summer is coming, and I'm going to be super mom and make her a bunch of clothes...
Maybe that is the stress talking.