dispatches from quilt city

THE WORST TIME OF THE YEAR

This is the time of the year that I like the least. It's the "everyone else is finished with school, but I still have a take-home exam and a paper to do before monday" time of year. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel, though, and it is bright. After Monday, I have about two days to pack the stuff in my house and then I have to be in DC for work on the 12th for my first day.

I am about to go insane with all the stuff I have to worry about, and you all know how much I love to worry.

Sarah is having a shower at Transy tonight. It's our first big gift-getting event, and I am enjoying watching stuff get picked off our Target list. I know that's tacky, but it's something to do.