Sewing has been my refuge in certain ways.  When I know that I have a certain project to finish, then I can focus on getting that done, although not during my work hours of course.  Along with the prep for the upcoming weddings, I have projects that I have to finish within deadlines, knowing that probably the people I sew them for have no idea how many hours (approximately 40 hours for a detailed  5x7 at least, depending on the pattern; about 9 months for a large piece since this isn't my job & I do it on my time off) I put into this and how little I know friends appreciate it  through experience.  I think I'm a glutton for punishment, but I keep sewing.  It's still the most personal gift I can give.