I posted an “oops” the other day on Instagram and Facebook. Not a major crazy problem. Just an oops. The kind of thing that happens all the time. You can make the same exact thing 47 times and on the 48th, if you’re not paying attention or you’re distracted by a phone call or a knock on the door or a kid demanding attention or you’re thinking about how to get a kid to try the freaking soup already and all of a sudden you realize. Oops. Whooooops.
They’re especially likely when it’s late. Or you haven’t slept well. And your mind is wandering.
Not long after the oops I realized I hadn’t stretched the neckband enough while I was sewing. Oops. Again, not a crisis. Just a thing. But I was tired. I’m trying to behave somewhat normally during the day but the fact remains that I haven’t had a “normal” night’s sleep since maybe last June. So there I was with my seam ripper (still love this one though I added the handle that’s made to go with it) and this is what my sleep-deprived mind saw:
Feel free to tell me in the comments that I’m not a total freak for making this leap. Or your best “oops”. We all like to know we’re not alone in an abundance of oops moments.