20 March 2008
The twentieth: Thursday. Sleep is for the weak. Wednesday never ended. I worked on Tommy’s order, and on Bert’s order, and finished Shannon’s skirt, and Wednesday became Thursday with nothing resembling sleep except for a quick ten-minute power nap in the middle of Thursday afternoon, with my head on my sewing table. This is Tommy’s doublet back, just before I did further assembly. His fitting Thursday night went great, and I could therefore go ahead on the rest of the outfit. I also had a visit from Novie, who wants some alterations done to his aging doublet I made for him in 2001. With Kelly’s help (she was here working on her project for Larry), we made the plans about what to do for him; he went to the Leather Factory for the supplies, and I added that to my list of things to do.
After not sleeping on Wednesday night, and managing to get all the way though Thursday without keeling over, I was finally in bed Thursday night at eleven o’clock. I was so full of adrenaline by that point, that my brain actually took a while to calm down and let me sleep. But, sleep I did, for seven hours. Then on Friday, it all started again.
~MB
