I’ve been inspired by the time that I now have. The Little Gamer has gone back to school and I’ve got the itch to make things.
This means pinterest. The rabbit hole that steals hours of time away from you. I now have a list about as long as my arm of projects. Will they come to be? Probably not.
In other news. Once I get my act together, there will be a HUGE update to the etsy shop with a bunch of new products. Squee. Now where’s my camera.
Whilst The Gamer spent the weekend doing something very important at RTX (something to do with Rooster Teeth, an online thing, expo something) in Sydney, I spent the weekend sorting out my office. Ok, I had misplaced a vital piece of equipment and in the process of finding it, I rearranged things.
As I hunted, I discovered just how lacking my available storage space is. But as Widow 2 pointed out, there’d never be enough storage.
Anyone have a Tardis that wish to get rid of?
In the last couple of weeks I’ve been very productive. I’ve made up more hook holders, started a project for a birthday gift that was last month (she didn’t tell me what she wanted until the day after her birthday) and even lead a bunch of teenagers in screen printing a tshirt. I’ve also photograph and list the items on the etsy store and develop a new product prototype. Scary stuff.
Yet as I do these things, I still manage to stab my fingers with pins and needles. Usually before they get anywhere near what I’m working on. The Gamer managed to look up from his game when I exclaimed in pain. Only once though and only to shut the door to my office. Must have interrupted his online GTA session with his gamer buddy. Oh well.
So given I’ve put my time and blood (not really) into the items, please check out the shop. I need to buy more bandaids.
Yes I know. It’s been months. In fact the new year has ticked over since the last post. It’s just we got busy with everything. Kids, school, school holidays, travel, families, Christmas… you know the stuff.
So we’ve been doing stuff and somehow got tricked into making lunch bags for a friend. Not my usual craftiness. This meant The Junior Gamer saw them and insisted she had one for her first day back at school which was the next day. Sigh.
The lunch bag production line. Not my normal crafty-ness
My usual crafty-ness