My stress level is through the roof. Husband, Tom, left for New Orleans this morning. I am trying to ship, pack, work on a quilt that was"due" two weeks ago, make desserts for my meeting tonight, etc. all the while trying not to think about "worse case scenarios" when itcomes to our daughter's health. Add to that a major case of GUILT for not even being there in New Orleans while all of this is coming toa head. Later folks. Have a great week if I do not see you before then.
Finally back home. I can never understand how one can be so exhausted from just sitting and waiting...and waiting...and waiting....Weactually left Brandy in New Orleans. The doctors had no tests scheduled for the weekend so we decided to try our best to get somethings done before Monday when they are supposed to run additional tests. We tried to check Brandy out of the hospital for theweekend but it got way too complicated. Fingers crossed that she is released by Tuesday and gets to go to California with me. Rightnow we do not even know when the surgery is supposed to happen. It seems that there is an inverse correlation with the number offolks involved and the amount of information that is given.
I am thinking, exactly how many miles can I possibly get in between now and the walk???? Probably none. Big Fat Zero.
Tomorrow we leave for New Orleans and the doctor's appointment. Gone until the weekend, then leave for The Walk. Today was thesecond of the two day Artists' Studio Tour. I had a great time demonstrating how to make glass beads, but, again, no time to walk. Nowto pack for New Orleans, ship some packages, pack for the San Diego thingie, then the Thanksgiving trip the day we return from SanDiego. Am I babbling? Feels like I am babbling. If I do not return until after the Holiday, have lots of Turkey, and even more pie, hehheh.
Definitely looks like I am working on another month long hiatus. Believe me, it is not intentional. I am long overdue learning themeaning of, and USE of the word, "NO." I keep trying to blame someone else, anyone else, for the predicaments I manage to getmyself into.
Check out this situation: A local quilt shop owner asked if I would choose the fabrics for a block of the month quilt. Mind you, sheannounced this in front of about 25 women who all said, "Hey, if Dianne is selecting the fabrics, I want to register." O.M.G, talk aboutpressure. I am going to need Valium, big time. It is one thing to pick fabrics for your own quilt, but for 50-60 others?????? Did I say,"NO thank you?" Of course not, remember, I do not know the meaning or use of that word."
. Now, this is no ordinary quilt. It probably has 50-60 different fabrics and could have more if one chose to do so. The quilt isfabulous. In fact, I am the one who talked the show owner into purchasing the pattern. What amazes me is why every shop who sellssewing machines does not use this quilt to teach the owners about different stitches, feet, a variety of techniques, etc.
Anyway, there was no way the shop had enough variety in her fabrics to make this baby. So, on the spur of the moment, I headed toDallas to Moda and P&B fabrics. A few thousand $$$, and two days later, I began making a sample quilt. This was nearly two weeksago and I have now gotten about three hours of sleep each night. My goal was to complete the quilt by this Friday (today) HA HA HAHA. Talk about delusional..... There is a reason this was called a block of the MONTH. Sigh.
Did I mention that I had agreed to participate in the Artists' Studio Tour which also happens to begin tomorrow morning? You guessedit, I have done nothing to add to my jewelry or anything else. I headed out to the studio tonight to try my best to practice beadmaking. My torch has been on the fritz for weeks so add that to my stess list.
Did I mention that our house has decided to spring several leaks with all the torrential rain? and, one of the places that was affectedwas the bathroom in the studio? I returned from Market/Festival to major mold all over the ceiling. Of course, my husband decided towait until today to repair the ceiling so there is dust and gunk all over the place. .....
Did I mention that we then leave on Monday for New Orleans for my daughter's surgery? We should be gone all week, returningSunday so I can host the Pokino group on Monday, home two more days then leave for San Diego and the 60 MIle Breast CancerWalk, returning on Monday, leaving on Tuesday for our family Thanksgiving, returning December,...then...well, that pretty much eats upthe month of November and somewhere in there I am supposed to finish remaking two bedspreads my mother bought, make the dust ruffles and matching pillows before heading to the Feasting? Talk about delusional-- talk about stupid human tricks....David Letterman,book me now.