Multitasking.

For the record, there is a point where multitasking goes from being epic and awesome to being just plain asinine.

Lesson learned.

Today, while pacing about restless and teetering in between super hyper and delirious from exhaustion, I decide to buckle down and get a couple of things done simultaneously.

Sadly, I chose a collection of things that should never be grouped together.

I decided to take a bubble bath. That's really the root of all my problems. My weakness. My kryptonite. I F*ing love a hot bath.

Simple enough, you say? Plenty of things that can be done in a bath, eh? Oh how poorly you know me.

I drew myself a bath, found my emergency bar of chocolate, and headed to the bathroom. As I approached the bathroom threshold it occurs to me, clearly I should take this opportunity to finish up season 6 of Buffy. Yep. That's totally a sound plan. You know what computers love? Humidity. Humidity and wet little fingers. This is totally NOT the reason why my track pad doesn't work properly. Nope. Not at all.

So I pack up my already wonky computer, put on the Buffy, and once again prepare to get in the tub. That's when it hits me. A stroke of genius. Like a bolt of lightning it came to me from the heavens, whispered by angels: LittleFoot, sew something...

Yeah.

I know. I can hear you laughing at me already.

I can't justify it other than to say in my delirious and weakened state it seemed like the greatest idea ever conceived.

I gathered up my sewing stuff. Set up my sewing machine on a chair, taped the foot pedal to the side of the tub so that I could press it with my arm, got my fabric, pins and settled in.

The first sign that this may not have been the most sound of plans (aside from the smudgy chocolate fingerprints that were rapidly coating my entire universe) was and almost unnoticed splash sound from my right hand side. I looked over, and to my horror realized that I had dropped my little container of sewing pins into the bubbly depths. Do you know how precarious it is trying to blindly pick up super sharp little daggers out of a bubble bath with virtually no visibility?

Yeah. I do....now

Things went from bad to worse as the project progressed. I pinned my dress right side to wrong side and sewed it together. Possibly due to the exhaustion, probably due to having absolutely no working space. I dropped the pins several more times. Sometimes into the tub, other times onto the floor. I mashed buttons on my computer with wet and/or chocolatey hands. I managed to dislodge my foot petal and knock it into the tub as well. But still I trudged on, refusing to admit this was anything less than a brilliant plan.

And then do you know what happened Dear Friend? Can you guess? I looked at the material running through my hands, headed for the machine and thought, that's funny, I remember this being lighter...both in color and in weight...

Yeah. So wet. Totally soaked. I should have known this would happen. I should have seen it coming. At no point, in this life or the next, should I have thought that this was a good plan. And yet, I found myself here, in a bubble bath that was probably full of straight pins, trying to sew wet material together, working the foot pedal with my elbow. I could not have looked more insane. And so finally, FINALLY, I admitted defeat.

So for the record, if you are ever looking for things to do while taking a bubble bath, because, you know, for whatever reason the bath itself is just not enough for you, remember this tale. And more than that, remember the lesson: never try to operate a sewing machine from the bathtub. It is so not a good plan. Not at all.

On that note, I am taking some sleeping pills and going to bed. Clearly my brain is broken. Hopefully tomorrow I'll have better judgement. :P

I miss your face Dear Friend. I hope you're hanging in here with me. Talk to you soon.

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