Excuses, excuses

The last few weeks, I’ve missed practically every pattern drawing class. Not a good thing, since classes were already running to an end. Not only did I miss how I did on the test we had last month, I also missed the first part of the exam.

Of course, I have loads of good excuses why I missed the last classes. There was…

Packing for a trip to The Vosges in France. Agree, I shouldn’t have postponed that until the last minute. Can I blame my hubby here? He only came back from a men-only weekend on the same day when we had to pack for The Vosges… Which doesn’t explain why I couldn’t pack my gear, I know… Poor excuse…

Next class, next excuse… We had only just come back from The Vosges, and due to a little sunburn combined with pregnancy, I couldn’t wear shoes anymore. And going to class barefoot… Well, that was just one bridge too far in my opinion. Good excuse!

For the last lesson I missed (which consisted of the first part of the exam), I can blame my unborn. There was an info session at the hospital about going into labour and giving birth. We got loads of practical information and got to see the delivery room already, so we all knew what to expect. Pretty useful, so good excuse!

Of course, it doesn’t really matter whether I had good excuses or not. Fact is that I missed the first part of the exam and am now at home, trying to make it work. Good side of that: I can procrastinate and spend time writing a blog post. Bad side: no peeking, and too much distraction.

I’m halfway there. I have the basic pattern of the skirt we have to draw, and I kind of started making the adjustments needed to get to the skirt we have to end up with.

Maybe it would go faster if I stopped procrastinating right now… Which I will do… After I made some tea…