And I'm going a wee bit nuts here in beautiful West Valley City, Utah! We're leaving for Montana in the morning and I'm trying to get a bunch of stuff done and bought and cleaned and packed before we leave. I must thrive on this last minute stress thing. I tend to do this frequently.
- I have 5 pairs of pajama pants cut out for Vincent. I'll sew them up when I get home. They needed to get cut so I could resize the pattern.
- I need to finish resizing the pattern. But I spilled some water on it and its a tissue pattern, so it's laying there, drying while I blog and stuff.
- I'll cut another pair of pj pants out of the resized pattern, resize it again, and cut one more pair. Then I'll race to the sewing room and sew them up.
- Then I'll break out a new pattern, cut two more pairs of pj pants, sew them up and be ready to give them to Heidi for her kids for Christmas. Very exciting stuff, Christmas!
- During the sewing part of my day, I'm doing laundry. I want all of my clothes to choose from when I pack for our trip. And I want to come home to clean clothes and a freshly laundered bed.
- Next I'll go shopping. Must hit JoAnns for a pillow form and sewing machine needles and extra bobbins, hit a thrift store for queen size sheets for the new bed at the cabin, and then hit the grocery store for this and that to take up for the big feast on Thursday. We'll be at the hunting cabin, so there won't be a store nearby to run to. I have lots of lists going!
- I'll finish my day by baking 5 pies. Two to take with me, two to leave here at home for the home troops, and one to take to my dad who only gets his favorite raisin pie once or twice a year and would be heartbroken if I didn't drop one off on my way out of town.
In the midst of all this, I take the time throughout the day to be thankful that I have such abundance to throw me into this chaos. It wasn't too many years ago that I dreamed about having this life I have now. And it's good.