I have found that this past year or so has not been "my season" for crafting/creating/projects.
Heck! Who am I kidding? I haven't really been doing those things for years!
Not that I don't want to. I watch an unhealthy amount of HGTV, and I buy scrapbook paper every stinking time I go to the craft store.
But do I do anything about it? Not really. I just plan and dream and secretly hope my husband will one day say, "I love you so much I want to finish up all your half-finished projects and bring those fabulous ideas you have stored in your breathtakingly beautiful head to life."
Oh, that this would come to pass.
Instead I have a husband that says, "Forget you! I am not going to do __________ (work/projects/cleaning) on my day off". Okay, this might be a slight exagerration. He doesn't use those exact words, but he implies them!!!
So I continue to dream. And stash scrapbook paper in my burgeoning craft closet.
But last month I did do one project.
Actually I did it in June.
Actually my card-club did it for me.
Okay, now you are doubting if I actually do anything at all.
I don't, but I digress. Here's the deal: Back in June I hosted card-club. Being summer, there were just a few ladies that came. As I had stacks of paper cut out for our flower craft, we all just sat and made a bunch. At last month's card-club I took all the flowers we had made as my offering for the month. It was nice to have them already done ahead of time.
I was left with a few flowers, so for my nieces' birthday present in August, I used one as a cute gift tie-on!
Are you jealous?
Wish you had one?
These flowers are so super cute!!!
Today I realized why crafting isn't "my season" right now. Actually I found two reasons. They are 2 years old and 4 years old.
Every time I get out my supplies for whatever it is I'm trying to create, those two stinkers mob me and my supplies like flies to stink!
Someday.....someday...............someday I'll be allowed to create again. And when it is again "my season" watch out! My brain is bursting with ideas!
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