I was invited by a friend to have a vendor table at her dog event on Sunday. Now, as some of you know, I've been working on starting up a tug toy company and since I'm completely anal, it's been going slowly since I expect perfection out of my tester tugs. LOL! WELL a couple weeks ago my sewing machine crap the bed. Yesterday I picked up a sewing machine from a friend. It is actually a really nice sewing machine, but it's old (1962) and has tons of quirks, all of which I apparently found out today (sorry, Noel, for bugging the hell out of you all day long!). FINALLY I get it up and working, I made a tester tug, and so far I'm not sure I'm happy with the durability of the fabric I just bought. ARGH! I'm so frustrated, and I have to work tomorrow, plus Saturday night I have a launch party for my friend's business, so that leaves me tomorrow morning and much of the day Saturday (oh yeah, and I have like a 4 hour long massage scheduled Saturday . . . yes I need it for my back, but the 4 hours is because one of my best friends is in massage school and has to make up some homework before the end of the month, so I can't screw up her homework!!). Which is like NO time. And you know, I could just pull from the event, but that would be pretty crappy of me since A) My name is on the website and B) I promised to donate tugs to the raffle and C) I'm also manning a "beg" table for my other friend's foster who just had emergency surgery. GRAAAAAAAAARRRRRRAARRRRRRRR!!! Plus I'm on a diet, which makes me cranky anyway. LOL.
Okay. End rant.
"All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another." -Anatole France