The shop was so busy yesterday. I was not able to get upstairs and get the kitchen de greased, but did it late last night. The doorbell rang all day and mom worked in the shop on her projects.
Went with my sister to JoAnn's last night to get things to make and finish costumes. Of course things I need ended up at her house. So I have to go over there and get them. Damn.
Mom is in a funk as all this baking she is doing is now not wanted by the church. They don't have room. They have enough. She is in tears. Her things are beautiful and well presented. I don't know where she missed the mark and she does not hear well and her understanding is even worse. But when a woman comes to you with beautiful baskets of things for a bazaar wouldn't you accept them? I want to be angry, but I also no my mother and she is stubborn and wants things done her way. She may not be able to bull nose her ideas through this group.
I have 9 pairs of pants to hem today in addition to all the costume crap so I had better get busy.
Have a great and productive day!