So today is going to be another Sunday at my aunt's house. I've seen her more in the past 6 weeks than I've probably seen her in a year, which doesn't say much about what kind of niece I am, does it?
Either way, the packing goes on. I'm going to try to talk to the neighbors about the sewing machines, but I think they're gone. It wasn't the neighbors themselves; it was friends they brought over at my aunt's invitation. Harder to get things back when they've gone off the block.
And when I tried to tell her that I wanted the machines, and that she'd promised them to me, her reasoning was that I have new machines and why would I want that old junk? She's one of these people who believes that her stuff has so little value that if you admire it, she'll hand it to you.
As she did.
Since I can't get any substantial sewing done, I've started on Christmas goodies. There's a local craft show that runs from the beginning of December until the week before Christmas, and I'm going to try to turn out some small pieces for that. If they sell, fine and dandy; if they don't, I'm only making things that I can use as Christmas gifts for friends and co-workers, like the makeup bags pictured above. (They were made from a quilted jacket I picked up at the thrift store a few years ago and cut up the other night). The bags are finished except for inserting the linings. Hard to see in the photos but I've done some beading in the centers of the pink flowers on the front bag, and some other random beading on the second bag.
It's keeping my hands busy, which in turn keeps my brain quiet. That's all I can ask right now.