Although I have moaned about feeling coldy and yuck this week my main gripe is that I find feeling a bit poorly extreeeeeeeemely boring. I try to work through it and not 'give in' (believe it or not). Therefore I've tried to do things this week when I may have been better leaving them for a few days. Today I wanted to get on with some cushions I'm making but everything took twice as long and the end results didn't mirror the picture in my mind.
This bit looked ok:
but this still looks like a pink hippo rather than a monkey:
I know someone (and I really cannot say who - just in case) who takes to their bed at the first sign of a cold and stays there until the worst is over. Maybe this is what we should all do instead of trying to run a home, care for and feed a family, work - whether paid or working for ourselves - you get the picture?
Is this why my creative energy is distinctly lacking?
This evening I shall shut off from all of it and crochet stripes on a certain young man's Christmas blanket. I'll sit on a comfy sofa rather than in front of the computer waiting for inspiration to strike.
The children and I have plans to Christmassyfy the house this weekend - earlier than usual but after the crubbish year we've had we are all feeling the need for some Christmas spirit - mine's a gin ;) Some
I bought mincemeat today ready for the first of many batches of DH and Monster's favourite mince pies. We are going to paint some salt dough Christmas goodies for the tree, make paper chains and rather than making all the cards myself I'm going to enlist the help of my little
Last year all my cards were made and written by the middle of November. We have some catching up to do. I have a feeling potato printing might be the order of the day.
As you all seemed to like last night's music how about this - another chance to rekindle your lust for Sting - always happy to oblige :)