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It's really my fault.  I needed to start earlier but life kept getting in the way.  I really should've started making my gifts in July but I had no ideas then.  Then all of a sudden I had ideas, but time was short.  Today, I was all set for a full day of sewing all the gifts I had planned for my family (brothers, sisters, etc).  I knew I could do it.  Everything was cut and ready to go.  Each project should've taken no more than 30 minutes each.  Apparently, it's not my year for handmade gifts.  My machine had been giving me trouble for a while now.  I thought it was fixed but it's not.  The needle doesn't want to go down; it gets caught in the plate.  The mechanism that houses the needle is bent.  I tried to push it back so it'd work (I'd been able to do that for the past few months).  Well, it didn't work today and I ended up breaking the needle and gouging a divot into my thumb (OUCH!).  So, I gave up.  The machine doesn't want to work and my thumb was throbbing.

So, I grabbed the kids, had their picture taken with Santa (a yearly tradition that is late this year), and went shopping.  Ben met me sometime through the afternoon to take the kids.  The wonderful people who work in another installation who are pay grades above Ben's organization decided yesterday and today were perfect days to finish some last minute work things; nevermind that they've had months to finish it and that the guys are supposed to work a half-day schedule.

It's been a bad day, but I think God wants me to focus on something else entirely.  I guess I need a 2×4 to really listen.