My once a month scrap night got moved to the 3rd Friday of every month. One of my gals said she was just too busy during the day on the 1st Friday of every month and couldn't arrive on time and was frazzled when she got there. Wanting it to be an enjoyable night for all we move it. Last night was the first night since the change. An hour and half later the gal shows up. I'm a bit peeved as she's late about 95% of the time to anything we do, but scrapnights I fix dinner and have to keep every warm for her. Plus there's just this feeling of "Where is she?" angst.
She arrives looking frazzled and starts her tale of why she's so late. As she was leaving her house to only be 30 minutes late her eyelet container falls out of her bag and opens up face down on the carpet! Nearly in tears she plops a sandwich baggie about 1/2 full of eyelets and carpet lint on the table. She was able to save a few small containers from the larger one from dumping. So, us Scrap Gals say, "Oh honey go get some dinner we will all work on sorting this out and you'll be back together in no time." My friend Catherine said she's take over the job that it didn't seem as bad as it looked. So, before my friend got back with her plate Catherine had nearly everything at least sorted out.
For years I've kept a large rubber band around my container as I've feared the very same thing happening to me. I've been lax about my rubber band as of late. I better get it out!
Lynne