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The only thing between me and the path to certain destruction right now are gallon sized ziplock freezer bags. My personal stash of large ziplock bags is running dangerously low. I am terrified.

I managed to get through the next two steps of sewing, so my next step is filling the sachets with potpourri and then sewing the tops closed, and from there I can make the tea tags and finish this batch. This batch. Then the whole process starts over again.

What’s the rub? Well, my potpourri lady screwed up. First she tries to give me finely shredded potpourri, which would be okay if I were using something like cotton or linen for the bags themselves, but I’m using tulle, I’ve always used tulle. It’s sieve-like in nature. And sachets end up in underwear drawers. I don’t think people want finely shredded potpourri dust in their underwear– just a guess.

Now I buy enough potpourri from this lady that I should command some kind of consideration, and I buy it on a regular basis, and I recommend her to other people, which brings her additional business. I’m not asking for anything special, I don’t even ask for discounts or for her to put my orders ahead– just that when I order something and pay for it that I get exactly what I ordered. This means what I ordered, in the color and size that I ordered, with the scents that I ordered, without anything that I didn’t order.

One has to wonder (at least I do) how an order for large “white floral and citrus” potpourri turns into finely shredded “bayberry” with freakin’ glitter and bayberries. The invoice says “Lrg: wht-flr/cit” how does that turn into bayberry fairy dust?

With most mistakes I might be gentler in my opinion, but this has happened before with alarming frequency. Hopefully my Mom or one of my stepsisters will have a use for this stuff. I made a quick run to the dollar store for an acceptable replacement. I found some cinnamon spice and some mulberry in the large petal form sans glitter, both are a bit darker in color than what I’d normally prefer– at this point I’m willing to improvise.Second event for the day was a blatant disregard and violation for the “No food near Sewing Area Treaty of 2002″ Fortunately extreme military action was not required due to the prompt implementation of paper towels and the aforementioned use of ziplock bags. Temporary cookie sanctions will be in place until the violator reaches preschool or is willing to accept the conditions of, and sign, the treaty.

Now given the events of this morning is it that irrational of me to hide out in the shop, leaving the children under the close supervision of my husband so I can spin yarn for an hour before going back inside, because that’s my plan. As soon as I hit “publish” on this entry, I’m going to be wrist deep in Shetland.