I know, it’s getting a but dull around here.
As I said I did not get much sleep because I went to bed way too late. I did the usual morning things, knitted a bit, talked with my husband, did the dishes and such. It was clear that I couldn’t start cutting the fabric for the skirt before lunch because my husband wanted to make pizza from scratch and I wanted to use the kitchen table for the cutting.
So I helped to make some chard and zucchini pizza and a salad. Lunch was rather late but it was very good:
Then I took a little break, playing silly iPad games and reading a bit while eating chocolate and drinking tea. Just as I had decided to not wait for the boy to come downstairs anymore and had cleared off the table he showed up. He decided to eat upstairs and was gone after just a few words.
Then I finally could start to cut the fabric for my brown corduroy skirt. In the morning all four zippers had arrived and the new spool of thread in case I ran out. I have to say, when I finally started working on the skirt it was already 5.20. I started sewing around 6, ate leftover fried noodles for dinner and then sewed some more until I felt too exhausted and unfocused to go on. By then I had managed to put the pockets in. Which doesn’t sound like much but is one of the trickier bits on that skirt.
I then started writing this post, delegated the dishes to the boy, did Duolingo, watched some C-drama and went to bed.
The whole day, whenever I had a minute I started collecting things I need to take with my to Italy. And I also hung up two loads of laundry and folded another one.
Today there will be the weekly phone call with my mother, finishing the skirt (wish me luck) and packing. And going to bed early. Of course.