I'm beginning to think I need to hide out in the Witness Protection Program just to get some quality time with my sewing machine. Before I get rolling on my vent about this, I should note that I have been going great guns on the latest cross stitch project in the evenings and a bit in the morning while chugging down coffee, so there IS a needle moving this week ... just not any of the ones loaded into any of my machines.
So Monday I hinted at some "life" happening ... an appliance I ordered online was scheduled to be delivered in the afternoon so I couldn't leave the house until that was taken care of. About an hour after getting the call to schedule a delivery window, my son came home and announced my car now had a flat tire. *Sigh* Once the portable dishwasher was inside and out of its box, hubby came home to change the tire, and we discovered a jagged hole in the sidewall of the flat. This was of course after many tire places were closed.
So I spent Tuesday afternoon getting new tires on the front of my car. While waiting, I got my hair cut short. I still don't have a pic of it yet - hopefully tomorrow.
Wednesday afternoon and early evening involved braving Crashville traffic to pick my friend up from the airport ... with his flight scheduled to land during the rush hours. I've never understood why it's called "rush hour" when even the interstate traffic is often at a complete stop! I took my cross stitch with me in case his flight was delayed (it wasn't though).
As for today, we just spent another six hours trying to locate a car for my friend after the sudden demise of his last car right before his vacation. This is on top of five hours of car hunting before he left on his trip. I never thought I'd see the day when it is a challenge to find an ugly-but-running small beater car for daily driving - especially in this army post and college town where there are arguably as many used car lots as there are bars! It may have been quicker to locate hens' teeth ... but we finally accomplished the mission, just in time to get soaked in one of our infamous summer squall thunderstorms.
Tomorrow I only have two errands planned, with a third as "maybe" ... so hope springs eternal that I will FINALLY get to sew together the sunhat pieces. I really do want to get it sewn up, as right now my only sunhat is a screamingly obvious "Florida tourist!" one that I had to buy down in St Augustine, Florida once I realized just sunscreen wasn't keeping me from sunburning.
Cross your fingers and knock (or touch) on wood that I can finally power up one of my sewing machines.