OK, that’s it. I’ve gone over the edge. My brain is indeed fried. They better have me committed. Perhaps it’s that I’ve been working on a huge deadline lately. This Thursday is the
big humongous JSS Christmas Party. And the reveal of the Brown Bag Challenge quilts that we’ve been working on all year. Well, some of us have been working on them all year. And some of us have been working on them frantically for the last 3 days. Those people would be the ones who work best under pressure. The ones who have to have a deadline to get anything done. But I speaketh from experience here. And “people” might just really be “me” and nobody else. I fear that there are some in the group who actually finished their challenge quilts in March or April. Horrors!
So this afternoon Dear Hubby wanted to go to a movie. And even though I probably should have declined and locked myself in the sewing room, it had been about 5 months since we’d been to a movie and I thought it was high time. So I agreed. And I ran to the bedroom to take off my slippers and put on my shoes so we could go.
But I knew I was in trouble when we got just outside the front door of the house. Dear Hubby was locking the door when I looked down at my feet and this is what I saw:
Please tell me this happens to you too. I fear I’ve gone over the edge. Is it an age thing? A stressed out thing? A “I have a deadline and I need to be sewing” thing? At least they were the same color. How is it possible to not feel that they aren’t the same? Sigh.
Lock me in the sewing room and don’t let me out. I’m wearing my slippers from now until Thursday.
The Absent-Minded Professor