We will have to have our own Christmas Market one day and sell the lot.
But then, you see, if you finally get something to work, you are on a roll and have to make a few more because you may forget. And seeing that most things are done via the "winging it" school of craftwork in this house, there is never a pattern and list of instructions to refer to later.
Of course, there is nowhere to store anything either. Not in this house. We passed the critical bursting point a long while back.
And after the chat, I headed back to the sewing room, and conquered the dilemma of how to make the hand warmers look respectable, and then it got dark and I cannot sew on black fleece when I cannot see what I am doing. SO I finished the runners - 3 more. Do I have recipients in mind? Um, no. Not at the moment. But I need to get out all the stuff and the list and sort and wrap and then I will know what I am doing. At least they are not UFOs any more. That has to count for something.
Things are a little disorganised here right now.
I am out at a birthday do this evening, so, while David was sorting the supper, I drilled holes in the wooden things I cut and sanded. Do I know what I am going to do with them? Hmmm. Not at the moment, but I am sure I will work that one out too. I have the paint and paper all lined up to try something with them. Maybe tomorrow. I must take some photos.
At midnight last night, I ripped out the crocheted cowl I was making because it was too big, too loose, too everything. And started again. I am SO excited that I get to use the little stitch markers I ordered. They are so cute! It is as if my crochet thing is wearing earrings. These things amuse me. I have no idea if this version will work, but I can always rip this one out too. I am winging it again. Once I had undone it all
Certifiable. That is what I am.
But the creative urge is fit and well and resident right now. I am making the most of it.
Day 19: I am thankful for the little things I need to be creative - for a working sewing machine. Paint. Drill. Computer. Needles. Thread. Fabric - the Good Lord knows I have been over-blessed with a fabric stash which is extensive, to say the least. Yarn. Paper. Ribbon...... Combine all of them in a multitude of ways and you have one very happy, thankful me.