Chaos

Scrap pile for the potholder class

November is the time of year when I ask myself, "Why do you do this?"

Every year.

I had a craft show the first weekend of the month. Then we installed our in-town popup the next Friday. I've done drop-offs of merchandise at three stores in the last week, and now, on Black Friday and Saturday, I have my final craft show in town.

And I do not have enough stuff.

Did I mention I also went to work every day for the past weeks (except for the holiday, when I sewed like the wind), wrote a few words, sewed some custom stocking orders from Etsy, and in general tried to maintain my marriage and other relationships?

Yeah. Not entirely successful, but trying.

I also led a sewing workshop at the maker space (where the popup is) last Saturday. Four women, two of whom had never sewn before, showed up to learn how to make potholders out of scraps. It was an hour class that lasted nearly two hours, with a lot of laughter, comparison of menopause symptoms, and a promise of another class.

In January.

Because I'm mad, but not completely.