I've had bed sheets laid across my living room floor all week to cut up. My poor fabric marker just went kaput and this afternoon I went back upstairs to get my spare. Brand new, straight from the package I continued my pattern tracing. Jeff got home from work shortly there after and suggested since it was relatively mild outside to bring some furniture from the garage to the upstairs area. So I leave everything in its place on the living room floor. 4 grocery bag patterns already traced and ready to cut out.
We move everything upstairs after some huffing and puffing and then I realize, boy this garage needs to be rearranged. 2.5 hours later I enter the house again. Hmmm. Look at those dirty dishes. They better get cleaned up. Unload, load the dishwasher. Wash pots and pans by hand. Why look at the time! It's dinner time. Ah, its a special dinner tonight. I found snow crab half off and since it's just the two of us, why it's a splurge we enjoy. Steam, steam, steam. Crack, crack, munch. Full tummy. Oh geeze. It's 8:30. Better get back to cutting out the bags. Oh, did I mention I had measured out the matching 2'' strips to turn into bias tape as well.
Back on hands and knees on the living room floor. I stare blankly at my bed sheet. Where are my traces lines?! I don't think I'll ever make the mistake to purchase an air erase marker again. You know, sometimes you just have to laugh at yourself.
On a side note, do you realize this is my 99th post? It's almost seems crazy. I read all the time about people celebratory 100th posting and for some reason it hasn't occured to me that I would reach that milestone. I guess I'll have to play along with the standard give-a-way on the hundredth post. :) Keep a look out!