Sixty more of the $*%& bridal-illusion seed-bags to go. At about 8:50 last night, I nearly threw my sewing machine (and it is a late-60s model Kenmore, from back when they still made them out of metal) across the room.

the good news is tonight, I get home earlier than 7 pm, so I won't be flat-out exhausted when I'm trying to sew them.

*Still* waiting for news from the tenure committee. This is starting to make me cranky. I don't think I can make it through another weekend without having a decision in-hand.