They Say What They Say

My sewing mojo is still MIA. The top I've been making has NOT worked out at all and my attempts to add some decorative top stitching to the denim pinafore I made for littlest niece has been a dismal failure. Now I'm too scared to start another project lest I end up tossing even more fabric into the rubbish bin. Boo!

However the new Misha Collins interview has filled me with glee and the bookshop at work has three out of the four books that I want to buy, woot!

Work has been kicking my butt this week as I attempt to get everything wrapped up before I go on holidays. I have a list, a HUGE list, and I keep crossing things off it but it never seems to shrink. Why is it so?

So, I messaged date guy and he hasn't gotten back to me. I'm assuming that either means he's also quite busy and hasn't gotten around to it yet, or (probably more truthfully) that he's not interested in a follow-up date. I'm not too upset. Our night out was lovely, but he didn't really rock my world and I was in two minds about calling him again anyway. But at least I got asked out on a date, which is the most action I've had all year.

My bed is calling me...

*answers the siren call of the bed*

ETA: Last call for a card from down under. Go on, you know you want one!

My sewing mojo is still MIA. The top I've been making has NOT worked out at all and my attempts to add some decorative top stitching to the denim pinafore I made for littlest niece has been a dismal failure. Now I'm too scared to start another project lest I end up tossing even more fabric into the rubbish bin. Boo!

However the new Misha Collins interview has filled me with glee and the bookshop at work has three out of the four books that I want to buy, woot!

Work has been kicking my butt this week as I attempt to get everything wrapped up before I go on holidays. I have a list, a HUGE list, and I keep crossing things off it but it never seems to shrink. Why is it so?

So, I messaged date guy and he hasn't gotten back to me. I'm assuming that either means he's also quite busy and hasn't gotten around to it yet, or (probably more truthfully) that he's not interested in a follow-up date. I'm not too upset. Our night out was lovely, but he didn't really rock my world and I was in two minds about calling him again anyway. But at least I got asked out on a date, which is the most action I've had all year.

My bed is calling me...

*answers the siren call of the bed*

ETA: Last call for a card from down under. Go on, you know you want one!