There's a big craft sale in 2 weeks. I'm looking forward to doing a little shopping, having lunch with a friend, and maybe soaking up some late autumn sunshine. My friend and I both have kids and crazy schedules with lots going on so it will take us a good 40 minutes over Cobb Salads to get through all the family stories, the gossip and all the big news.We'll hit the craft fair all talked out and ready to shop.
These craft fairs can sometimes plague me for days after. I'll be inching along the tables oohing and aahing over the handmade jewelry, the gorgeous hats or the brilliant scarves until I spot that one item that stops me in my tracks. I'll see something so perfect, so different, and so ------attainable -----that I won't buy it but instead I will determine that I will make that for Christmas gifts this year! Yes, I'll buy the supplies and set up my table and kick out 15 of those for my BFFS and Peeps for the holidays. The adrenaline starts pumping and I rush through the next week chomping at the bit, eager to make that drive after work to Michael's Craft Store to secure all the preliminaries. I'm guessing at the quantities but I fill up my cart with supplies, a quick stop for takeout Pad Thai, and I'm driving home a happy camper.
The next day is Saturday and I unpack my new treasures. I open up the cabinets and bins that host leftover craft supplies from other brainstorms and I add to the pile on the table. I have bits of quilting supplies still from the 1 quilt I finished and the second quilt that is an 8 year work in progress. Next to the card making stamps and markers are the Creative Memories scrap booking tools and papers that I use religiously. And buried deeply in the bin beyond the yarn, the glitter, and the paints is my favorite of all, my hot glue gun. I wielded that gun with power as I transformed my little pieces of junk into little pieces of treasures aka Christmas gifts in the 90's.
It didn't take long to survey the contents and map out my strategy for replicating this little klotchkey with assembly line efficiency. But then I answered the phone, and the dog needed to go poo, and then the doorbell rang and by then it was lunch time and the floor needed sweeping and the next thing I knew my son was back from his dad's looking to play and I hadn't accomplished a thing!
It's a slippery slope when you're crafting. You can have too much, too fast, too soon and then nothing gets done, ha. So the bins and the cabinets will remain closed this month. I'm not going to be suckered in by my own imagination this year. I will keep a full metal jacket of self control on me as I maneuver past the stacks of crocheted dishcloths and dog sweaters, and no, I will not be tempted to start a new craft this year. I will not. But just in case, I'm going to hang onto this 20% off coupon at Michael's.
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