Secondly my old boss called on me to come in and help him with the media on his political campaign. I have done this for him before and I like reporters, generally they are pretty funny and really interesting people. As an aside all this stuff about media distortion of the facts is often someone who is annoyed because the media has not just reprinted or rebroadcast a pre-packaged message. I actually believe that the media is what keeps the whole process honest, and consider what democracy would look like without them. OK enough of the serious stuff.
The problem with volunteer work like this is that it turns into full time really fast and involves things like 7:00 a.m. meetings and late night calls.
The outcome was in the end that former boss got a landslide victory and although I am not a true believer type, and did this extra work mainly because I know he really is a decent guy and needed some help, I think it is going to be a good thing for the administration of the province. More than anything I know former boss's greatest strength is his common sense and I would observe that is a rare thing in pubic life, in life in general I guess, and something that is worth more than all other attributes in my opinion.
Anyway that's done and there is just the fast-forwarded project to deal with.
This has cut seriously into my essential sewing being-who-I-really-am time and I am just thankful that I got a chance to get the Wardrobe in a Week contest done at SG before all the nonsense started. I had hoped to do the June Capsule contest, I really really wanted to do that, and had great plans but my daughter is expecting the first grandchild the end of September and has asked me to make her some clothes as she is tall, 5'10", and all the maternity stuff is getting too short. So what am I responsible mother, to do, say sorry kiddo I am involved in sewing competitions and can't help you out?
Don't think so, so today it is down to the new sewing room my dear husband has helped me set up in the basement to make her some knit culottes. Followed I hope by some tops, maybe this is going to be my June capsule, who knows.
I just know that I don't feel normal when I can't sew and after all the intensity of the last month or so, need to pull all the pieces of myself that have been spread out in too many different places with all this work back in to myself and get resettled.
A few small extra things to post then it's walking Mr. R and down to the basement to forget my pressures and the stresses.