I know it's October when....

Toby and I brush the debris out of our bed at night before sleeping, since we haven't changed them in WAY too long.

There are piles of dirty dishes and laundry everywhere.

The kids watch too much TV.

We eat fast food. A lot.

I spend two hours lying in bed awake in the middle of the night, panicked that we didn't put the shoulder grommets in a pirate coat we shipped that day. (I asked Toby first thing this morning, we did put the grommets in, HURRAY!)

I close my eyes, and I see fabric going through my sewing machine.

The kids STILL don't remember that we NEVER bug mom when she's printing postage
labels. They have to learn the hard way.

I realize I haven't done more appearance-wise than brush my hair and teeth. Lucky to have done that, actually.

I find myself planning what I'm going to do in November, when I'll have a life again.

I will go into a thirty minute rant about how people should just PAY for things when they commit to buy, so we don't have to check it every day. Or they wait a week to pay for it, and can't understand why they don't have the item when they wanted it. It's because we don't ship until the item is paid. EASY!

Also, customers. We spend four hours a day answering your questions about when you'll get your items. That is four hours a day that could be spent getting them to you on time. You do the math.

We take piles of boxes taller than the kids to the post office.

I lust after having a secretary. I just need to sew, not know all the gory details. It's much less stressful that way.

I just ate two chocolate chip cookies for breakfast, with milk, so it's okay. Toby just informed me that he ate barbecue beef that sat out all night. MMMMMmmmm.... We are fancy this month.

In case you think I exaggerate, I assure you, my readers, that we are in fact more gross than this.