i hate sundays

Sunday is the only day i'm not a fan of.

Saturday's aren't high up on my list either i have to admit, but Sunday's top them all.

There is 100% NO CHANCE, HAVEN'T GOT A HOPE IN HELL, of getting fluffy post on a Sunday.

Anyone would think we had better things to do with our lives than wait in for the postman 5 days a week, then on the two days we didnt actually have many motivational plans, there is no chance of him coming...

i'll be keeping myself nice and busy today, i did start tidying, like i said i was going to, but i came across a big bag of old clothes, you know the type of thing, the ones you dont want to throw away, 'oh, they'll come in uselful'

so you put them in a bag and pack them neatly into the corner of some cupboard, then you move them from house to house when you move out, rehoming them each time in a new corner, of a new cupboard, before eventually realising the child you were keeping them for for to grow in to is now twice the age on the labels and reluctantly giving them to the used clothes collection or charity shop, slightly embarrassed at the age of the items....

anyhoo, in amongst this bag of useless treasure, i've found a good few bits and pieces that i can play with for a little while, stealing the buttons, cutting out the applique, making baby legwarmers from the leftover bits (see my girls up top there, i made Maria's but Layla's were an ebay jobbie) i've even got a few good bits that i'm gonna have a bash with at making a nappy cover...

so its a sewing day for me, after i've finished wading over the piles of crap i've been hoarding in my cupboards until i eventually reach a day like today, where i get stressed that i haven't seen or used any of it in nearly three years and go mad and throw it all out, only to need it again some time in the next fortnight......