|flashback of baby gabe|
then there was last night. I got pretty emotional last night. I don't remember the stages of grieving, but I'm pretty sure I went back to the anger stage. I wasn't necessarily angry, as much as I didn't think it was fair, she was too young, I am too young, Gabe is too young.
I woke up feeling better. I didn't have to work today so I was determined to get some sewing done. However, my sewing machine hates me. The bobbin was jamming. I refilled it (twice!). It wouldn't load correctly. I finally got it to load correctly, and now the other thread keeps ripping. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH MY MACHINE?!?!?!
so, I was going to cut out more pieces, but I just don't feel inspired. No fabrics are looking good together. I'm pretty sad (maybe discouraged) that no one has bought any of the new Beans. I want to buy a new machine, but if the Beans aren't selling then what's the point? I hope this funk doesn't last.