It's almost overwhelming how crafty I feel. Not sinisterly coiling a handlebar mustache-kind of craftiness. I need to make something.
Maybe I should sinisterly coil my own mustache. Bitter Betty is crafty that way.
Unless I clean my office/studio/nerve center first, I will be putting the cart before the horse, but it's almost overwhelming how crafty I feel and I cannot wait. Something whimsical is bursting to get out of my head. And inspiration is calling.
And if my crafting is justified and purposeful, something hyper organized for say... next Christmas, then I can have fun and relish that elusive sense of accomplishment.
I'm going to do something. Seriously. Must. craft. create. make. I'll download Lady Harvatine's "O, Holy Night" and start basting and snipping to her lovely voice and the ukuleles strumming...
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When you're feeling this way, nothing will suffice except to go ahead and make something. Cleaning up your studio can always wait for when you're not feeling inspired. :-)
ReplyDeletehee-hee.
ReplyDeleteCraft it up.. clean up afterward.