I have been working on the fantasy that I am a sewist. This fantasy has a been gathering strength over the past six months as my sewing stuff has been packed away.
Part of the dream is that I have sewn a couple of dresses for an upcoming trip. The current problem is that this distant future trip is now in a week.
Today was to be the day I started and finished the dress. Ha! The set up to cut out the dress took hours. But I have a nice outdoor work set up.
I put myself in a bad mood by having to confront my own B.S. I had to apologize for my sulking.
I made progress, slowly. Is it ever any different? Rarely.
Thank goodness tomorrow is only Thursday!