To have my hands on some fabric.
To iron the pile of materials, waiting for me since last week.
Yes, you read that right. Gussy loves to iron :)

I’m sew thankful for my husband who sits with me as I share my goals.
My dreams.
My worries.
My “issues”.
Don’t I always?!
Laptop bags.
Zipped pouches.
Wallets.
Some new items.

But tonight I’m going to set an end time.
A time when I’ll stop sewing, stop being Gussy for a little bit, and be a wife.
Hang out with my husband.
Relax.
Take a few deep breaths.
And come back to Gussy the following night.
You see, I don’t have all the time in the world to sew.
So the time I have is especially precious.
And wonderful.
And just pure bliss.
Last night Zack told me, I can’t believe you do all that you do. I couldn’t ever do all that. But it makes it very obvious that this is your passion because you never see it as work.
And that was probably the fourth time {ever in my life} I didn’t have anything to say back, because he couldn’t be more right.
xo.
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