Bad dog owner

[norsegirl]

So I come in from the garage last night after sanding all the furniture and applying the second coat of finish. I'm sticky (with both sweat and urethane and with bits of steel wool dust stuck to me all over) and dead tired and Jason's already gone to bed. I close the back door, turn off the single light he's left on for me and head for bed at around midnight. Around 2am Jason wakes up to a horrible commotion. Poor Lizzy is outside crying because I neglected to count my beagles before I went to bed and locked her out. He tells me she was very submissive, thinking she must have done something horrible to merit being left outside all night.

Didn't accomplish everything I'd hoped to last night. Can't say I'm surprised, the list was a little too ambitious.

Thursday:
- Make a hood for Jason
- Make Georgia's last 2 dresses One dress almost done (just hem) and the other is cut out and ready to be sewn up
- Make the shirt for Jason removing this from the list for this year
- Make coifs to hell with those she won't wear them anyway make cart-cover for Georgia
- Apply second coat of finish to cart and camp bed
- Finish hand work on my dresses stuff for today and the car ride I guess