Losin' it

Chalk it up to a Senior Moment -- I returned to work yesterday to a box from the Fat Quarter Shop. I'd pre-ordered (and then forgot about) a Bali Pop (Bali's equivalent of a jelly roll) a few weeks before I went on vacation, along with two Jolly Packs (5" squares) of none other than the Malibu Monkeys fabric. So not only do I have more than enough of the sock monkey fabric for my Monkey Girl's Christmas present, I have yet another jelly roll to add to my plate. I'm officially overextended.

And then, as a side note, there's this:

These are all the clothes I packed for my week's vacation, planning ahead, apparently, for every possible contingency (cold weather, dinner somewhere kinda nice, golfing every day, a natural disaster that would prevent my return home for a month, etc.). The pile on the right is everything I ended up wearing in the course of the week -- I basically lived in a bathing suit, sweatshirt, one pair of shorts, one sleeveless polo and my pajamas (and yes, I did laundry mid-week) for seven days. The pile on the left was all overage. So instead of the giant duffle I hauled around, I could have saved my back and packed everything in my purse.

Excess, it seems, is the theme of the day.

Will I ever learn? Probably not.