That expression has always made me giggle.* When it applies to me, though, not so much.
Working three jobs with but a rough framework of a schedule sounds like a flexibility lover's dream, and for the most part, it is. When one or two jobs are status quo or slack, the other often picks up. When all three get a little busier at the same time, however, it becomes more of a logistical conundrum. Sit down to do one thing and another brushfire pops up.
And so it goes.
|Flowers from a thoughtful employer on my five-year work anniversary this week.|
I've been trying to do that since last Monday, and I fully intended to report on my progress through the linky on Kate's blog on Tuesday. But since blogging about anything takes me longer than 15 minutes, the post didn't happen...until now.
Monday 3/14 - Create and post tutorial for St. Patrick's Day mug rug.
Tuesday 3/15 - Trim fabric for a friend's planned Sudoku quilt and get ready to mail.
Wednesday 3/16 - Look through fabric stash for Paper Piece Quilt Along fabrics (nothing suitable found...put "shop for fabric" on to-do list).
Thursday 3/17 - Pull and cut fabric for Just One Star block.
Friday 3/18 - Make Just One Star block.
Saturday 3/19 - Fabric shop for PPQA fabric and fruit & veggie prints for Mom Wald's quilt project.
Sunday 3/20 - Prewash fabric and cut blocks from fruit & veggie prints.
So there you have it. Nothing mind blowing, but action I'm happy about nonetheless. I plan to keep it up. Whether I get around to posting about it every week, I can't say for sure. So far this week, I'm only one for seven; two if you count the post office run to mail some fabric and a quilt block.
Next on the agenda is to get another PhD (Project Half Done) finished. I intended to quilt the cross stitch veggie wall hanging for my sister in time for her birthday. That didn't happen. Today is her birthday. Happy Birthday, Nita! I promise to get it done before anyone plants a garden around here.
That may be a while. Winter came back for a visit this week.
There is a frozen sap-sicle on the river birch in the front yard. We had the tree trimmed last fall, and when it was warmer last week, the sap fell like raindrops from where a branch had been lopped.
Speaking of things on hold, like springtime in Wisconsin, Sunday Sundry will be doing likewise for a while. Since I'm having to work more on weekends, I'd like to spend the free hours I do have away from the computer and in the sewing room instead (or the thrift shops, or with family). When the wave of work passes and things have smoothed out again, Sunday Sundry will be back.
Did I ever show you this crocheted apron I found at the thrift store a couple months ago?
I love the rickrack and ribbon waistband.
It reminds me there's green grass under the white stuff outside, new green underneath the pile of paperwork, lovely things waiting to pop and grow.
All that from an apron. Who knew?
*I thought about cleaning up the language, but it just doesn't have the same effect. Thanks for reading, if you made it this far without taking offense. Now go kick some ass!