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dragonlady7So busy. It's like I have two jobs. I've never felt quite this overwhelmed by roller derby before... I don't think I have, anyway. It's just taking over my life.
It doesn't help that I am working far more hours at work than I'd like. At first I really wanted to work as many hours as possible, but right now I have so much going on that I'd really prefer to be the part-time I'm supposed to be. I feel like the only days I have off are the ones I've requested so that I can go be somewhere else, so I'm never free to just be at home doing things. Wednesday was my only day off this week (except Sunday, which I spent in Philadelphia, which involved returning home six hours before I had to report to work the next morning), and I spent three full hours of it grocery shopping, which I've needed to do for about three weeks. I spent $260, didn't use a single plastic bag, and when the cashier was done rather athletically ringing me out, she high-fived me. It was pretty intense.
I have food now but I forgot microwave popcorn. D'oh!
The only reason the house isn't a shambles is that Z has sort of taken ownership of the dishes. Every two or three days he just cleans them all. Which is great. In betweentimes I do dishes too, if I'm in the kitchen at all. But I'm so rarely in the kitchen I don't do many at all.
I have kept up on the laundry, except the part where it gets put away. Unfortunately I just wound up dumping it all on the bed in the office, as I tend to, and thence onto the floor so I could sleep in that bed on a couple of nights where my coming so late to bed and getting up early would disrupt Z unneccessarily. So the laundry, while clean, is a disaster and it's my fault. If I had time to fix it, I would, but right now all my "spare" time goes toward sleep.
I know, I know, whine whine groan bitch etc. I did get started on Christmas presents on Wednesday, sort of assembly-lining the stuff-- cutting out three full items and starting to sew them, in a single hour I had going spare between work and roller derby. And I got through the first sewing step of one of them, and then started the second and... jam. Jam. Jam. Jam. WTF? Ohhh... um, the feed dogs on my machine are not in place. The switch to raise and lower them? Doesn't.
W.
T.
F.
On my brand-new in September sewing machine. The feed dogs. Don't work. WHY?
I am going to bring it into where I bought it today. I'm not screwed--yet-- because I have the lovely refurbished antique sewing machine of my grandmother's that I can still use, and so I can still make progress on these things. But W. T. F!!!!! It's not like I jammed them or did anything to them-- I just put the next item in and it didn't work! I lowered the feed dogs to untangle the fabric, which had become bunched up since it wasn't getting advanced since the feed dogs weren't moving. And then when I tried to raise them again, they wouldn't come up. How do you break feed dogs by sewing?? On a brand-new machine!!! For serious!!!
This had better be covered under the warranty. :(
It doesn't help that I am working far more hours at work than I'd like. At first I really wanted to work as many hours as possible, but right now I have so much going on that I'd really prefer to be the part-time I'm supposed to be. I feel like the only days I have off are the ones I've requested so that I can go be somewhere else, so I'm never free to just be at home doing things. Wednesday was my only day off this week (except Sunday, which I spent in Philadelphia, which involved returning home six hours before I had to report to work the next morning), and I spent three full hours of it grocery shopping, which I've needed to do for about three weeks. I spent $260, didn't use a single plastic bag, and when the cashier was done rather athletically ringing me out, she high-fived me. It was pretty intense.
I have food now but I forgot microwave popcorn. D'oh!
The only reason the house isn't a shambles is that Z has sort of taken ownership of the dishes. Every two or three days he just cleans them all. Which is great. In betweentimes I do dishes too, if I'm in the kitchen at all. But I'm so rarely in the kitchen I don't do many at all.
I have kept up on the laundry, except the part where it gets put away. Unfortunately I just wound up dumping it all on the bed in the office, as I tend to, and thence onto the floor so I could sleep in that bed on a couple of nights where my coming so late to bed and getting up early would disrupt Z unneccessarily. So the laundry, while clean, is a disaster and it's my fault. If I had time to fix it, I would, but right now all my "spare" time goes toward sleep.
I know, I know, whine whine groan bitch etc. I did get started on Christmas presents on Wednesday, sort of assembly-lining the stuff-- cutting out three full items and starting to sew them, in a single hour I had going spare between work and roller derby. And I got through the first sewing step of one of them, and then started the second and... jam. Jam. Jam. Jam. WTF? Ohhh... um, the feed dogs on my machine are not in place. The switch to raise and lower them? Doesn't.
W.
T.
F.
On my brand-new in September sewing machine. The feed dogs. Don't work. WHY?
I am going to bring it into where I bought it today. I'm not screwed--yet-- because I have the lovely refurbished antique sewing machine of my grandmother's that I can still use, and so I can still make progress on these things. But W. T. F!!!!! It's not like I jammed them or did anything to them-- I just put the next item in and it didn't work! I lowered the feed dogs to untangle the fabric, which had become bunched up since it wasn't getting advanced since the feed dogs weren't moving. And then when I tried to raise them again, they wouldn't come up. How do you break feed dogs by sewing?? On a brand-new machine!!! For serious!!!
This had better be covered under the warranty. :(
