Do you ever think 'That's it, I'm done. I cannot buy one more thing for my card making stash, not one tiny little thing or I won't be able to get through the front door'. Or have you scrambled to hide things away when you know someone is dropping by? Because you don't want them to witness the extent of your obsession. For sure there is no way that they would understand it! Not to mention the quiet horror inside that you have amassed so much decorative paper, ribbon and bling. And you wish that your little house was like the inside of Doctor Who's Tardis. But it just isn't because the special wishings fairies are not listening.
So you have to work out what you can possibly live without...........and you think about all those cross stitch and patchwork magazines that you haven't looked at for ages. But looking at them just re-awakens your passion, and you wonder to yourself 'How could it possibly have been so long since I took out my cross stitch or put together a quilt block?' And what you end up with, temporarily at least, is a house that looks like a pigsty with your card stash, your patchwork stash, your cross stitch stash AND your knitting stash strewn everywhere. It's around this time time you start wishing that you had bought that van instead of that zippy little hatch with the sun roof. Because surely if they can fit a van out for a plumber, they can fit one out for a crafter.
And did I mention that the annual craft show is on in a few days? I know that there won't be anything worth buying there......................................=^..^=
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