eeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeep!

This is going to be a lower-key Pennsic for me with free-form socializing and free-form busking:   no Coxcomb, no teaching, no booked shows and NO NEW CLOTHING.     

Imagine my shock when I began packing and discovered:

undergarment needing alteration
trews needing alteration -- I wear them seldom, forgot about the hem falling under my shoes  8P
a sudden urge to make a cloth case for my music stand  (Where the #&%$ was THAT impulse hiding?)