I used to be a crafty person. I could sew and do needlepoint and crochet and paint murals on walls and all sorts of cool, crafty stuff. And somewhere along the way, that talent went away, or maybe just atrophied.
Anyway, I got this brilliant idea to make something crafty for the goody bags this coming October. I can’t say exactly what I’m crafting, because many of the fine people who go in October, read this blog. (So, neener, neener, neener.)
Well, I had the major portion of what I was doing laid out. I’d move it when I had to, so that the cats didn’t mess all that hard work up. This was fine for a couple of days, no problems. Then, Ross decides he is going to jump on the coffeetable and he hit the area I had it set up. What a mess. An hour later I was back in business. I had one item all arranged and ready to go. I set it down when I had to get up and when I got back, I picked up the wrong end of what I’d set down and it all fell apart. *sigh*
I finally got one out of fourteen done.
Another thing that is bugging me is the supplies. I started this particular craft over a year ago. I had some supplies for it and I’ll be damned if I can find them anywhere. I don’t know how much time I’ve spent looking for them. I even cleaned out the hallway closet yesterday thinking maybe I’d put them in there. Nope.
Oh, well, I’ll just buy more. And when we move, I bet I find my missing supplies.
A crafty person wouldn’t lose her supplies.