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I am tired, I'm hormonal, I'm mood swinging all over the place, and I'm frustrated with myself for having made such a boneheaded mistake as buying drapery fabric and spending so much time cutting it without stopping to think something might be wrong if breathing on the fabric the wrong way caused an edge thread to fall out and fraying to begin in all directions. I couldn't get to sleep last night because my brain wouldn't agree to shut down no matter how tired my body was. I've got tinnitus and I need to make an appointment with the doctor to get a referral to someone who can look at that and tell me 'here, put these drops in your ear' or else 'sorry, you're stuck with it forever', one of those two. I live in a world where I share oxygen with Marjorie Taylor Fucking Greene whether I want to or not.

Fuck making a muslin. I pulled out my actual garment linen today and cut the pieces to make the pair of shorts I've been wanting for a while. Pocket lining is being cut from leftover mask quilting cotton, the rainbow puzzle pieces I got to make masks for my sister and her kids . Interfacing can be cut later. Maybe I can sew tonight.

At least I can do this much.