Unsurprisingly, Empty Weekend Fills...

It all started with my realizing what I wanted to go as for the office Halloween party (they take Halloween seriously in my workplace). I'm going to be Blessed Julian of Norwich, the author of the phrase "All will be well, and all will be well, and all manner of thing will be well." Because given the craziness of work, lately, it seemed like a good thought.

But my sewing machine now lives in Davis with Sarcasm Girl.  And given that she's become a Renfaire/Dickens Fair denizen, she ought to be doing her own sewing, and I got this raise with my review on Friday, and a royalty check for The Sleeping Partner, and and and... I bought a new sewing machine.  A Brother Innov 250. It does many things I don't actually need: 80 stitches (eight different button holes! decorative embroidery! buttons--it sews on buttons!), needle threader (this is nifty because I am now reaching the part of the program where peering under the machine's undercarriage to make sure the needle is threaded properly is a pain).  They didn't have any in stock, so I took the floor model, for which they gave me $50 and a free cleaning and a year extra on the warranty.  So that's nice, too.  It was not cheap, but I am regarding this as The Last Sewing Machine I Am Likely to Buy, which makes it a long term investment.  So there.

So now I have to build a medieval cotte and wimple--not particularly difficult, thank God--by Thursday a.m..  Still debating whether I want to put a scapular over all; am thinking not, but will reassess mid-week.  I have the fabric (fabric store was a nightmare--of course, weekend before Halloween) and in and around other things, will attempt to at least get the wimple and the shell of the tunic done today.

Oh, and the house is a mess again.  Didn't I just clean it last week?  How does this HAPPEN?  I blame the dog.  Cause she's so blamable.  (She just raised her head magisterially and looked down her snout at me.)