Waiting for work to begin with the next child. If it does. The parents that go through the agency tend to change their minds a lot apparently.
Waiting for payday. They told me the wrong day so I have one more to wait. Must buy fabric from superbuzzy!! I’m calling it my reward for surviving that first horror child. Yeah, whatever justifies buying fabric right?
Waiting for motivation to try turn my sewing room back into a sewing room from the junk room it has become. How on Earth did that even happen? That’s what the ‘computer suite’ is for!! Dave’s room, not mine! I think it’s time for a major destash. This house is well over twice as big as the old place and yet it’s slowly but surely filling up.