Casualties of Multi-Tasking

So, I'm a bit frantic lately.

I have all my usual sewing work, of course.

And, now, the dyeing. I'm also trying to dye a much larger amount than usual because I'll be participating in a small local sheep and wool festival. (I have to figure out how to display it, and how to get said display there.)

Did I mention I'm teaching myself to card and comb fleece?

I also have a sewing class going one night a week. And a new class starting next month (Advancing Sewing Techniques...if you were taking it, what would you want to learn?).

And, costumes for a theatrical production based on the book The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint Exupéry (If you have never read this short story...you're missing a gem.)

Oh, I also have my creativity class on Sunday nights. Two spinning guilds, and our ASG Neighborhood Group meetings.

And I have to get a knot removed from the side of my head. Nothing serious...I just have a lumpy head.

Ah, yes, and my daughter has a social life that would rival that of Queen Elizabeth. I serve as secretary, driver, and "Momma J" (chief cook and bottle-washer my Gram P would say) to whoever is living here on any particular night. The Princess also has babysitting classes, guitar, religion, and theater to cram into her schedule, not to mention the orthodontist. Good thing she has an assistant! (imagine little smiley face with rolling eyes here, please.)

Between her schedule and mine, I had to travel to the next town, and back, 4 times Saturday. No, I couldn't just stay there to save gas...I had wool in crockpots, sand creatures to cut and sew, and appointments with clients. And anyway, I really enjoy cramming money into the gas tank.

Oh, I'm quite happy with my busy life, and when it gets overwhelming I remind myself how fortunate I am to be able to do all that I do. When I dread putting groceries away, for example, I think how grateful a less fortunate mom would be to have the same opportunity I take for granted every two weeks.

But there are, at times, mix-ups and screw-ups that happen when I'm especially busy and distracted. Today, for example, I pulled into the driveway wondering who was parked in front of my house. It was a client I'd forgotten had an appointment. I have also showed up at the wrong time for at least one thing in the past couple weeks, forgotten to send promised emails, and forgotten to turn on 3 out of my 4 crockpots.... not realizing it until 2 hours later when the timer went off and only one was hot.

In past years, at other times when I've felt our family a "lean, mean, schedule machine" I have done some pretty dumb things too.

I have, for example, dropped at least one kid off at religion when there was no class.

Realized, after who knows how long, that although I'd been diligently buckling my son into his car seat every outing, the car seat was not buckled into the car. (He's 18 now.)

I have put my purse in the fridge.

And driven towards the grocery store when I was supposed to be going to the dentist.

I've gone out in public with scissors hanging around my neck. And almost gone out with my slippers on! (Slippers feel different on the front walk than shoes with hard soles....thank goodness for small favors.)

I've forgotten pretty much everything you can forget to bring places....wallets, lists, forms, food, .....everything but pants it seems! (thank goodness for small favors)

And the house. Ah, the house. Well, it's a bit "early casual dust cloud."

Yeah, I'll catch up. In the meantime, I guess I'll just buckle up and enjoy the ride. (Just point me in the right direction, huh?)