Hell Day of Hell Week

Today was Hell Day. It must have been, because I feel like Hell.

For a start, I am sewing both edges of wide lace onto taffeta at work, and had to unpick it all the way around a skirt. The skirt was lined with net, and I somehow got the idea I could sew through both layers. Not so...the net slides, the taffeta puckers and the lace bunches up. Fortunately, it's possible to do it over.

The only suit at a thrift shop in the entire city of Round Rock that will work for Amy's character is four sizes too big, so I have extensive alterations to do on it. Plus, the actor who said he had a 32" inseam is probably right, but the pants have a very long rise, so they are still too long. Neither of those things is a disaster, except that I lost a screw out of my glasses at the theater this evening. I am hoping that the optician will fix it without charging me anything, for, of course, I can't find an eyeglass-fixing kit. I guess I'll find out in the morning.

It's a long way to the end of the month, and I have no money. I have a slow leak in my right front tire, a quarter of a tank of gas and we're out of cereal. Hopefully, I can scrounge up a few dollars worth of books to sell at Half Price Books tomorrow. I'm still working only half days, as the director who has measurements for her theater's next show hasn't brought them in yet.

On top of that, I flubbed my lines at rehearsal tonight...and, on top of that, I stubbed my toe backstage and it still hurts.

And the crowning glory of my day? Some cast members are unhappy with their costumes. Y'all know how that makes me feel!

So, here's to a better tomorrow!