KCWC day two: the end

well, I didn't finish my shirt. I didn't get an hour of sewing in. I did figure out and wrangle a V neck into it, only to have to rip it out because it was too small. Then I looked around me at the disaster afoot and decided to clean instead. Turns out that tearing your kitchen apart produces a lot of dust. And my kids are messy, fast, and destructive. Not a good combo. Though there may be just a few less items to clean up now that Violet figured out how to pull up the heating vent and throw things down into it.....

Later, I tried to quickly whip up a gift that needed to get done, only to make a big huge dumb mistake. And now, frustration and other duties are shouting at me to just give up! 

So KCWC is officially over for me. The obstacles ended up being too much. But maybe I can make my own week up later on when our house is put back together, my Figgys patterns have arrived, and we have dislodged the HOA from their current position of crawling up our butts.

Today I feel like putting clouds on everything. Put a cloud on it! 

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I don't want to launch into complaining in vivid detail, so I will just say that it's only Tuesday and it's already one of those weeks where it feels like nothing can go right, and my natural state is bummed out and tired. Like I'm surrounded by dripping faucets and broken pencils. Like, I stared uncomfortably long at the St. John's wort at Trader Joe's today before turning around and going the other direction, if I may be honest.

The only reason I was there again today was because the charcoal that I paid for with the groceries yesterday never made it back into my cart, and thus got left at the store. When I got there today, I realized I had forgotten my receipt. Good thing the fine folks at TJ's are super nice and didn't even hesitate to just hand another bag over to me. And there I have: something to be thankful for : ) 

Actually, there is a lot to be thankful for. Including my inaugural lighting of the coals and grilling of the meats on my charcoal grill. That is if you can call a Trader Joe's hot dog a "meat". I decided it was the easiest thing to try the first time around. Turns out I used too little coal, but they turned out fine anyway. And I got to make the neighborhood smell like burning paper when I lit the chimney, which was pretty sweet.

 

So, goodbye Kid's Clothes Week Challenge. I really wanted to take part, but circumstances dictate otherwise. So I hereby declare myself a ditcher and a shirker. Boy was it tempting to toss my stupid unfinished shirt in the coal chimney!....