dad asked me if i wanted to do a table at an upcoming Fair Trade on Main craft bazaar and i foolishly said yes...so i've been madly (as in insanely) trying to create a stock of goods--which didn't exist AT ALL. sewing my own tote bags from scratch. it goes like this: swift, beautiful, perfect, delightful tote bag...crap, horrible, awful, painfully slow and problematic tote bag which i hate and don't want to give up on because i've already devoted HOURS to making it...then beautiful, heavenly bag, then demon bag from the pits of hell...i feel adept and hopeful, i feel inadequate and ridiculous and bumbling and STOOOOOOOPID...etcetera, lalala.
i need a break and don't have time for a break and i'm exhausted and i can't fall asleep at night. then i feel on top of the world--a design diva of the finest order, i'm amazingly fast at picking up this sewing thing, yippee! then crap, then wonderful. you get it.
now the baby needs me, then i have to sew some more. see you in a couple of weeks! if i survive.
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