I finished the card from hell yesterday. I told Brian before I had the first one finished that I was never going to make this card again.
First card finished, I had the three others left to do. I said "I have to finish these three, then I'm done."
He sez to me "you said you were never making another one of those cards."
Well, I have to finish these three, everything is cut out, I just have to assemble them. Once I've finished "this card" meaning this set. Then, I'm never making it again.
"But you said...."
Well, they're done and they're fabulous! And I learned some stuff along the way that will come in handy with other projects and I probably will make more of them, the frustration level was just pretty high with everything that could go wrong, going wrong. As well as things that shouldn't have gone wrong, but I screwed up by not taking the time to think things through. Photos later.
I was just back in the office and I was walking down the hallway. I see Mystie in the poop position in front of a wall vent. (She goes whenever the urge strikes. She's old, we just deal with it.) I ask her "are you pooping?"
Brian answers from the bedroom "no, why?"
OMG, I'm dying here....
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