Whoa, Easter school holidays - what a blur.
I feel like I had just enough time to post off some tutu skirts to a friend's baby,
complete a custom order for my shop,
and cut out, stick together and trace a pattern for a Washi dress.
All sewing things were then packed away downstairs, the sewing table tidied and dusted and I got on with the business of eating too much (cheap) chocolate and too many hot cross buns, taking boys to the dinosaurs at the museum and trips into the city on the bus. Then we all hopped on a plane for a whirlwind trip to Melbourne to celebrate my brother's birthday. An intense couple of weeks that's for sure.
I came back to prepare for a total waste of time job interview on Tuesday...and just when you were thinking things couldn't get crazier, well yes, they did. We signed a contract and blokes started coming over to our house every morning at 7am to start a renovation.
I tell you, sewing has almost, just almost, been the last thing on my mind of late.
Today in between the audio assault of the sound of angle grinders and steel beams and the olfactory assault of steel primer paint I'm alternating between vegging out on the daybed with coffee and Frankie magazine, attending to toddler needs and intermittently attacking tulle with my rotary cutter to make another tutu skirt.
I'm going to leave it there, I think I'm getting high on primer fumes....