Somehow, it's Monday. It's amazing how quickly it gets here. I did manage to squeeze in some amount of activity before the weekend disappeared. Saturday morning, Mike and I met Megan at Merchandise Mart and walked the One of a Kind Show. It was massive. There was a lot to look at, but most of the booths, were priced beyond my budget. Disappointingly, I didn't see very many booths with WOW factor. A lot of people are doing a lot of similar things. But, overall, it was worth a trip to browse and spend the morning hanging out.
Later, we ventured out for a marvelous evening with friends. There was bourbon cider, euchre, Zoolander and Tetris; talk about a splendid way to spend a Saturday night.
Sunday, we did something we never do. Slept in. Until noon. Even the dogs were content to stay in bed. It was fantastic.
I woke-up ready to work on the list of projects I'd like to have finished before the end of the year. I've got the list prioritized by deadline. There are only 10 or so projects on the list, but they all require a bit of a time commitment.
The majority of my afternoon was dedicated to this pair of PJs. I'm calling them my practice PJs, because I have a couple/few more pairs of them on that list I mentioned. This project has allowed me to practice SO many skills; some, I'm trying for the first time: breast pocket, pants, set-in sleeves, cuffs...And skills I've only tried once or twice before, like piping, attaching a collar and French seams. These Jam jams are also my first 'separates'. I've never attempted making a shirt before this. A lot of new things happening here, in a very non-threatening introduction. Since,I'll probably never wear these out of the house, I'm not terrified to screw-up.
This was my stopping point for the day. One sleeve down, one to go. To set my sleeve, I used my Grandma's recommendation for getting the sleeve cap evenly distributed. I still ended up with a couple little folds/pleats. To those of you with sleeve setting experience, what are your suggestions for a flawlessly smooth cap?
At seven-thirty, I traded my pajamas for sweater parts and started seaming while I watched my Pack take a one game division lead over the Bears with a 'W' over Detroit. (HUZZAH!)
Despite my effort, yesterday was the type of day where I worked a lot but didn't get anything done. I mean, there's progress, and that's something, but I didn't get the satisfaction of crossing anything off my list. Looking forward, the phrase of the week is, "time management" here at ma maison. If I don't get some of my list completed by the weekend, it's gonna get crazy up in here.