Today was a good day.
I finished a purse I’d been walking around, staring at, scheming on pocket placements and lining ideas, and trying to figure out how to make it a little bigger. It stayed small, I found a suitable lining material (had it all along!), and the pockets finally came together really rather well.
Then, since I was on a roll, I made not one, but TWO tortilla warmers – one to replace ours that I’d sold, and one for our Christmas gift exchange at a party this coming week.
That wasn’t enough. I was so wound up by this time that I started a little bag (what I refer to as a teen bag) for my friend’s daughter. And it was going along so well. Got the layout and the lining all done with very little walking, scheming, staring, plotting, and planning.
And that’s when it happened.
Right in the middle of a very crucial step, I killed my best friend . . . such a grim scene. My poor seam ripper was beheaded, and in a most gruesome fashion. I finally found the missing point, stuck way up inside that nasty, stubborn seam that wouldn’t cooperate and disintegrate like a good seam should.
It was very sad, folks, not to mention a bit irritating. That ended an otherwise productive day. So – how was YOUR day??