I waited a week to get in to see my endodontist (notice how I have become possessive of him?) and for the last 5 days was in a happy haze of Vicodin and ice cream. I decided to play with some fabric scraps, and as time went on, I thought my scraps needed a place to reside. I pulled out some stashed cotton, and slapped on some scraps, cut out a skirt shape in a size not really related to my hips, decided I needed a belt and belt loops, forgot to put in pockets and then had to be driven to JA to pick up a zipper. I love this skirt! Not because it is a nice olive green, or that the recycled button placket is crooked, or that the zipper is one of the oddest installations I have done...but because it kept me from crying in pain for a day or so.
It will be perfect for my next appointment.