I once had a classy little t-shirt which had a line drawing of weeds, and the message, "So many weeds, so little time". Today I could do with that t-shirt, maybe with the "weeds" crossed out and replaced with the word "sewing".
To add to the pressure, we are trying to plan our trip overseas in August, sorting our way through the confusion of air ticket deals, accommodation, transport on arrival, and all such matters. Our journey will commence with a most unusual destination, as we will be attending the wedding of the son of very dear friends in Sydney. The son is working in London and is marrying a Scots lassie who lives in London, but comes from the Orkneys, and this is where the wedding is to take place. I have checked on the average temperature in the Orkneys for August - high summer. It's 15 Celsius, or 59 Fahrenheit - and we're talking maximum temperature here. We will be fleeing the fierce winter of Brisbane (average August maximum 21.8 Celsius, or 71 Fahrenheit). Eek! Despite the lack of warmth, we are really looking forward to this truly special occasion.
The rest of the time will be spent in the warmer climates of London, Dublin, Paris, Rome, Berlin and other delicious destinations. Oooo ... can't wait.
You can see that I am procrastinating yet again. I should be sweating over my sewing machine, but I think I'll call it a day for now. I have made two pretty little skirts which I am selling on my Etsy shop and I have completed a massive five quilt blocks, so my conscience is partly clear.
I have set next week aside to do some serious damage to the quilt, so Mr Fudge knows to steer clear!