Today. It happened
today. I came to the sobering realization that I have, beyond a doubt, become one
of those people who have more crafty gadgets and materials in my closets than
the time to use said crafty gadgets and materials. I'm fairly certain that I
could be locked up in this house for a year or more and have enough stuff to make stuff without having to step foot
into Michael's, JoAnn, or Hobby Lobby for the duration of eternity.
The thought had barely solidified before I had personally challenged myself to do that very thing. So, now it's on. I'm going to make shit out of the shit that I have. Beginning Feb. 1 it's going down
right here in this space. I will be creative. I will not quit like it's day four two
of my New Year's resolution.
I am scared.
There's an embroidery machine up here that I never learned to use, and will
now probably have to actually read the manual. I am not a manual reader. Regrettable.
Bee Supportive.
