Round about a week ago, the crafting bug bit me in the ass. My only saving grace was that I didn't have class this week due to Veteran's Day. A big shout out to all you Veteran's! Thanks for granting me freedom, and also for a Friday off.
So, crafting...it's all I've been doing for 6 straight days...and nights. When the crafting bug bites, he injects some sort of venom that paralyzes me into being able to do nothing except craft, think about nothing except crafting, and talk about nothing except crafting. Just ask my dogs and friends.
Monday night I couldn't sleep. I was awake for literally hours plotting my next sewing project, contemplating how to embellish the current one, and daydreaming (or is it night-dreaming when it's three o'clock in the morning and pitch black outside???) about fabric and yarn. I think it was around 5am that I realized I might have a problem.
Tuesday night was much the same, only I decided to actually get up and mess around with my fabric to see if my ideas would work. The dogs groggily held up their heads, determined I was insane and went back to sleep. I think it was 2:30am.
Wednesday was a blur of wool scraps flying through the air as I frantically cut out triangles to glue onto a foam wreath.
I finished several projects by Wednesday evening, and took them into the new Upcycled store on the Hip Strip. I was a bundle of nerves wondering if my Christmas stockings were "good enough." The other items in the store are phenomenal! Way over my limited-sewing-ability's head. But Kay, co-owner of Upcycled was so complimentary and excited about the stockings! She immediately hung some in the storefront window. I was absolutely giddy.
Here's to hoping that at least some of them sell so I can feel justified in spending 6 full days and nights ignoring my homework, school books, dogs, friends, cleaning, etc. etc. etc.
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