Monday, Kim is tired.

 I abhor smoking, but I am disenchanted with life at this moment.  I feel like something in my brain broke Friday afternoon. My brain has not recovered.  I am in the shop and have done an inventory of what needs to go out in the next 2 weeks, and it is a pile of stuff.  But I am also telling myself not today.  Anything that comes in the next two weeks will not be done until after the 1st of October.  I am full. My brain is full.

Friday afternoon when my veil bride came, I explained the situation. I had her try on veil and had her walk, (I had previously done this with Sissie.) She soon realized the problem.  She was very grateful that I had recognized this and made her walk with the veil.  She kept saying thank you and what a disaster it would have been if she had gotten to her wedding day and discovered the problem.

This would never have happened as I make all brides do a walk down my long hall. They are not allowed to touch the dress and must look straight ahead. Then they must flip and turn.  This solves so many problems. Wedding dresses are hard to walk in and then let's talk about the crazy shoe they choose....

Anyway, she was very happy with how her sleeves turned out. I was relieved. Then I had two more brides in after her and all were happy. I would never have had these many brides at a time, except life has a way of just doing things to you. I had a dress from a firefighter, and she has the three days off to get married in October, but fire season is bad, and it is going late this year. She only had one three day split before her wedding and she had to come get her dress either Friday or the weekend.  So, I had to hurry and get her dress done and it was not an easy one.  I had planned on doing it this week.  

Then another bride called.  I had done her groom's linen suit. She said her dress was custom ordered and would arrive, and she would call if it needed anything.  Well, that day was well past, so I did not worry. She called on Wednesday and her dress had come in late.  Her wedding last Saturday.  The dress fit fine, just needed to be bustled and she hated the sleeves, so I had to squeeze that in and press the dress which of course was a large ball gown dress.  Now normally I would call Sissie, and she would come and assist me with pressing and such, but she was busy trying to the Lil sis's party together. Anyway, all three brides were due in with in an hour of each other and I was just an exhausted mess.

But all this did not make the day the overwhelming mess that it ended up becoming. This little item below did. In the midst of the veil and the other nonsense, I get a phone call from an old dance parent.  I was so overwhelmed at the time I made Kay take the call because I just could not talk at the time.  I was having my mini break down. After I sat outside with Sissie and Dan she told me what the mom wanted. 

The mom was a dance parent of mine for 10 years.  Loved her she was so supportive.  She is a pharmacist, and an avid quilter.  Now quilters are a different beast than a seamstress.  Yes, we both sew, but we look at the skill from a completely different viewpoint. Good quilters are methodical and perfectionists. Seamstresses are not. Get the clothing on the body hide the imperfections with a lining they don't show.  Plus, every (body) is different. We cannot be exact. We can fit accurately but, not like a quilter. So long story said, she has a quilting friend that lives just down the street from me.  Said friend is in a bind (aren't we all) She has agreed to make a dress for her niece for homecoming.  The dance was last Saturday night.  It is not Friday at the witching hour at Miss Kim's. (that would be three o'clock).  Could I possibly run down to her place and help said friend with the dress.

Well, no because well because I have my own crisis right now, however if said friend wants to come to my place and show me her problem I will walk her through it. This was a big mistake on my part as it always is.  The dress was made out of the worse stretchy rubber material.  No needle or thread wants to run through this.  It requires skill and special needles and threads.  No quilter is going to know these things, now her machine is bound up because she was forcing it do was it was not meant to do. The dress was in pieces, many, many pieces.   She had been working on it for 10 days. Her workmanship was beautiful, but 10 days.  This means the perfectionist quilter brain was in operation. 

At this point no bride was here yet so I started to sew parts together and then when a bride came I had her leave the room and took care of the bride (s).  This happened three times.  I had a badly needed nail appointment at 5:30. I did not want to cancel.  In the midst of this my nail technician calls me and says she is an hour behind as it is homecoming weekend. (No Sh*t). Can I come in an hour later?  Now that I can do. Finally, at 6 p.m., the dress is wearable, not a perfect fit by my standards but wearable and the girl was thrilled. Gave the grateful Aunt a hug and grabbed my purse to go to the nail salon.  Open front door and a Winnebago is backing into my driveway.  My cousin is here for Lil sis's party, and I forgot she was coming.  I don't even have a loaf of bread in the house. Plus, it is not company ready. I gave her a hug and left for the salon. Where I sat in a massage chair for another hour with my eyes closed letting salon owner catch up yet again. I needed that hour let me tell you. 

Here is a picture of dress from the back. The theme of the prom was purple rain so many perplex like cartoonesque dresses. This is modeled off some character.  I cannot show you the front as I don't want to show her whole face without permission. I texted my dance mom this morning and told her she was off my Christmas card list.

Anyway, Kim's brain has not recovered. Lil sis's party was great even though it was really rainy all morning it dried up enough during the party hours to enjoy the outside.  After I did the dishes for the party I left and came home to crash   Even though I should sew today I am not. I am going to do a Billie Jo and snuggle on the couch with a blanket and nap.  I just need a day of nothing really. I am going to take it.

And drum roll please:  I was able to put an extra 1000 on my mortgage bringing me one step closer to being in the 30 thousands by the first of the year. So, some good came out of the Friday from Super Hell.

I would like to list goals for the week, but I would have to think, and I just don't want to do that today. Maybe tomorrow, but not today.

You guys have any great plans for the week?

God is good.

Kim