Heat and Laziness

The wicked heat wave continues. It's not that bad - just such a shock from a week ago. Normally we get some sort of transition, rather than furnace running one week and AC the next.

It's sort of sapping my sewing ambition. I don't mind taking stuff to work, since there is AC there - though it's not terribly efficient, and my car is much cooler. But at home it's just too hot right now.

Even having the lap top on my lap is uncomfortable. Gotta look into a cooling mat or something.

At least that means I went to bed at a decent hour last night. And, since John had cleaned the filter on the AC, a nice cool room. Caught up on the Zzz's.

Therefore, if the Lazies do not overtake me today, more work on the whitework cap and some on the Saxony article.

The Lazies Won

The Saxon article has a title. The hat is 50% smocked.

Today has been an exercise in frustration with a parade of our more irritating clients and discover that I have once again gotten the shaft and am stuck working Border War Weekend. My bitchy co-worker is leaving to take care of her mother again. Which, on the surface I have no problem with. Except that I put this on the Calendar months ago. I am so mad I could spit - angry to nearly being in tears. Not because I need to go that badly. Just because I wanted ONE bloody weekend off in June specifically. And even though I work the bulk of the hours and carry this place... I don't get it because nobody else gives a rat's ass. As it is, I do half of her appointments because she's so GD slow. Or maybe just lazy, it's hard to tell. Certainly OCD and anal retentive.

I really, really want to be a Kept Woman when I grow up. *grump*

Tomorrow - bake Rori's cake first thing before it gets hot, then take her out shopping for her birthday present. Maybe a kiddie sprinkler, among other things. And some summer jammies.

Would it be redundant...

...to create a class on How to Design a class for the SCA?

Cause I could use one some days.

And I think a lot of people would feel more comfortable teaching, if they knew what was expected of them by their students.

Am I making sense at all?

Maybe it's just late and I should go to bed...