So tonight I had Plans. Not just plans, but Plans.
The organized kind, in italics. The kind that you capitalize.
And sometimes even underline.
I was either going to finish my super pretty and sparkly and exciting submission for The Politics of Fashion, plus write my blog post for it so that I could photograph the project when the light was good in the morning and publish it.
I was going to work on the pattern for my stockings, and get further along in the tutorial. I wasn’t ambitious enough to think I would finish either, as it takes a LONG time to do a good pattern that can be adapted for a lot of sizes and a LONG time to write a good tutorial, but at least I’d get it progressed.
Instead though, I opened up the Historical Fashion & Textile Encyclopedia, and realised that I had a bunch of terminology posts to add to it, so I spent two hours updating it. And then I remembered that the HSF page also needed updating, which only took me 15 minutes, but by that time my evening was done.
So instead, here is Felicity hogging my stocking pattern as I’m trying to draft it up.
You can’t do the work you want to because I’m lying on it.