Ouchie.

If you follow me on Instagram, I apologize for the monotonous pictures you've seen over the last week focused on one thing: ouchie pouches.  But for this week and the past month or so, they have consumed my every waking moment.

I was contacted by a woman who ordered an ouchie pouch from my shop, and said if the size worked, she'd need.  35 more.  35 more!!!!!  So I sent that little pouch off right away and that's what it turned out to be: little.  She asked if I could make them bigger to accommodate a small water bottle- the pouches were going to be hangover kits for a 40th birthday party- water, aspirin, Tums, vodka, and Bloody Mary mix.  (A very fun idea for a party favor.)  Of course I said yes, I could make them a little bigger.  And that's when she said she needed 70 of them.

70!!!

Cut to me ordering materials like crazy and working on appliqueing crosses to fabric and hand-embroidering "ouchie" 70 times.  Those bag fronts went to Florida with me, people!  I was sewing while watching tv, sewing while sitting on the porch, you get the idea.

The cat loved me.  I think it had something to do with the moving string.  She camped out in my lap a few times.

Anyway, while we were on vacation, the woman told me she needed 10 more, and then 10 more again (growing guest list) so by the time we got home I still had a lot of work to do.  Fortunately, I found old episodes of Project Runway on Lifetime online and proceeded to watch those and sew after everyone went to bed.

Over the past week and a half or so I started in on the construction: cutting, zippers, making labels to go inside the bags, trimming, etc.

I can't even explain how deliriously happy these labels made me.

90 bags done.

90 bags packed up and ready to bring to the post office in a gigantic 17-pound box.  I am so happy that this undertaking is done with, and I am so proud of myself for being able to not only get it done, but get it done early (I am very much a last-minute kind of gal usually.)  My husband is awesome, not only letting me sleep in until 9am one morning, following me going to bed at 2am that night, but he also helped me trim up a bunch of the bags once they were sewed together, saving me hours of work.  Because of that I promised him a sparkling-clean house this week, since nearly all cleaning efforts have ceased.  I think it's a fair trade.

I hope to be back in this space more now and hopefully my Instagram feed will have something in it other than tan and red.  Like these new fabrics that I just got in for new scarves:

I'm looking forward to working on something new!