OT/OOC

I am distracted by things I don't wish to post for the most part. The SCA is about to have several horrifically busy weekends in a row. I've signed up for a quilt class that I am thoroughly enjoying, even though I'm the youngest by 10 years at minimum, and 30 years by most. It's a portrait quilt class. Everyone but one other person is working on pictures of their grandkids. The other lady is doing her dog, and I'm working on the cat. I have the eyes done, and that's all. Will be doing more laundry and working more this weekend on it. Only a faint perfume pervades the room- so I wear the filter (found it!) and I'm okay.

The double Irish chain is ready for its borders. I have the batting to fit it or the baby quilt. Either way, they are ready and waiting for attention I must give, and haven't made time for.

And the embroidery software finally came for the sewing machine. I have to try to make needle lace, and finally work on my Elizabethan.

But I still have to get demo boards made for two weekends from now, and somehow, it's all going to be done in between manic fits of cleaning. I'm too old to let sleep slide so much.

And tomorrow, in case I haven't stressed myself enough, I am going to take a test for being an RMT which will let me have more fancy letters after my name and hopefully help offer me a little more job security. I can but hope. So I won't sleep tonight, because I'll be too worried about how I'll do. I won't find out for a month or so afterwards.  ¶ 6:47 PM