Sewing Summit

Last night I got home from spending four days in the Little America Hotel in Salt Lake City with a group of fantastic and amazing women.  I made some wonderful new friends, ate a lot of brownies, didn’t get any sleep, and didn’t sew a stitch.  But working on the Sewing Summit staff with Erin, Ali and Megan was one of the most amazing things I’ve ever been a part of.

Last Wednesday, the day before Sewing Summit began was one of the worst days in a long long time… it started with the mechanic telling me I needed four new tires, somewhere in the middle I got pulled over and got a ticket, while on the freeway driving to SLC to start work on Sewing Summit organization stuff a semi kicked up a rock and chipped my windshield.  And then I realized I had left a very important bag of stuff at home by the couch and had to drive all the way home to pick it up.  Sigh.  Awesome, right?  But after that things got much better.  (Except the next day we had to buy 2 new tires for our other car. Lame. Did I mention I had to buy a new phone last week too?  And we have to replace a broken window this week as well?  Seriously.  I think there’s a saying about raining and pouring that should go here…)

But starting Thursday morning I threw myself into work and didn’t stop until yesterday afternoon.  It was happy and rewarding work.  But I am exhausted.  I feel like I could sleep for 24 hours before I am really caught up.  But instead I am off to buy new tires, mail 29 boxes full of fabric and goodies home for those people who ran out of space in their luggage and snuggle and play with Creamie.  And something about grocery shopping and laundry will need to work it’s way in there too.

See you soon.