I'm tired. All I want to do is sleep. I just finished a rush sewing job. I had a week to alter 8 drapery panels. It's not really hard, just time consuming. So I work my 40 hour day, then fight traffic and go home to sew all night. What fun. I have to keep reminding myself that the money is worth it. The more I pay off my credit cards, the more likely it is that I can stay home when I get preggers and have a baby. I just wish my hubby was more helpful. You know, maybe clean the house a little bit? Take care of dinner or the laundry without me having to beg? I finally gave up and started making crock pot meals and telling him to fend for himself. Sigh.
So, what do I do? I accept another rush job. This one is to make 12 clothing samples for a golfwear designer. I've got until January 12th to do it, but I have so much other stuff to do between now and the day after Christmas. Somebody shoot me please! Please? Pretty Please? Or come and clean my house for me?