I was just looking at my blog, thinking that it needs a face lift.
Which it isn't going to get.
I am exhausted.
Trying to get so much done in a day leaves me wasted. Took my car in for an oil change early this morning, worked all day, stopped at the woodworker's, and dropped off Hip to Be Squares at the hospital gift shop. I finally got home from the studio, with 112 potholder looms in my car. Took Roy for a 4 mile walk, ate dinner, took my mother grocery shopping, went back to the studio to unload the looms, and with a plan to climb a ladder to spray bees in the peak of the house.
Which didn't happen.
I couldn't reach the bees, unless I climbed on the roof, and in spite of the fact, that I am usually up to a challenge, I decided against it.
I had a flash of my titanium knee all broken up, and that stopped me cold.
Live on, bees.
I am trying to figure something out.
I have some REALLY big rolls of fabric, that weigh 50-60 lbs each. Cutting them into strips is troublesome to say the least.
My carpenter heard my tale of woe, and said he would try to make something....which he did.
Unfortunately, after he left, and I was cutting, the whole roll crashed.
The rod in the center flew back and hit me in the jaw.
I know there is a way, but this needs work.
The new rug is a hit with everybody who sees it.
It is THICK, and it just plain ROCKS.
We need to make a STACK (like in 40-50) in the next several weeks.
There really isn't enough time in the day.
L will be working on the Walking on Sunshine, and the new Chunky WOS.
I will be plowing my way through this.
The sorting of the upholstery selvedge takes more time than the weaving does.
We are dividing up the stock we need for the show I decided to do in November.
Oh, I know. I said I was not doing any shows.
So sue me.
I changed my mind. Isn't that a woman's prerogative???
I swear, this is the last show.
As tired as I am tonight, I look at this picture, and I want to go back to the studio and work on this rug.
I know, I'm crayz.......yes, and crazy, too.