End of hiatus
I gave up on crafting for a while. Had to. Life took over. I got reemployed. Traveled a bunch for work. Then we moved. It was a giant mess. Supplies and stash got jammed into seven Ziploc Big Bags. Special mister threw out things you don’t even want to know about. I lost my socks and undies for six whole days. Finally just found my jewelry in the trunk of my car.
Now we’re settled in the new little apartment, a coachhouse that could have been designed by Tim Burton, what with all kinds of weird little windows and oddball walls, and a loft with open stairs. Crafting is going to live up in the loft, with the turtle, in a bright cozy space that has closet doors to separate creative chaos from the rest of our home.
My goals are to finish and to simplify and to keep only things I like. Also to dress in a way that feels like me, not a way that simply feels easy. If I’m going to lug all these fabulous garments around, I’m going to rock them. The rest of the vintage will go thanks to etsy.