It’s only 8:30, but I think I’m going to bed early tonight. My fingers and back and feet and hips and maybe even my hair is sore — schlepping around bolts of fabric is really hard work.
I had to dragoon the boys for part of the afternoon to carry bolts back to their shelves. I was having trouble moving for all of the bolts piled around me. Neither one of them seemed to notice that sometimes I ended up going to get a bolt they’d put away, and they’d have to take it back to the other room again…
To say I’m overwhelmed would be an understatement: thank you to everyone that has bought something, linked to my post, sent me an e-mail, or commented. Thank you all for your kind words. It’ll take me a bit to keep up with all of the comments and getting them all entered onto my prize drawing spreadsheet, but don’t worry, you are all included!
And please! Keep passing the word on! Every bolt I empty is one less bolt the boys have to help me move home in a couple of months.
