Chaos (Day 11 of 30)

There’s this pile of stuff on my work table. It’s a different pile every night. Daytime is when I can do emails, with wholesalers, friends who give me ideas, family, anyone. When I acquire supplies. Nighttime? I sew. We’re getting ready to do a Kickstarter. But that means there are more samples to be sewn, friends sought out and begged for a favor, solutions found, plans laid and finalized, a video made, photographs. I would be anxious if I weren’t so sleepy all the time. Having children has really taken a lot of my anxiety away: I don’t have the time! But then, why would I be anxious: life is good, I get to try and build something I enjoy so, so much. My only regret: I make samples most nights, which leaves no time to make anything else. And I have such dreams of quilts I want to sew.

[Update, due to forgetfulness: this post needed a title so it got one the day after...]