Hickledy Pickledy........

.......is how I would describe my life.

I haven't been able to reach stuff. Everything is either covered with sheets, or redundant stuff or pans.

Lots of Coffee. Yes, serious amounts of coffee. I do try to limit what I have, but......screw it........it's been my saviour.

Gosh, how desperate am I to be able to craft again? I feel on edge. That I can't do what I want to do.

I have a gazillion ideas in my head, all desperate to be tried and worked on. I am itching.......itching I tell you to claim back space.

As yet, no such luck. Chaotic house and chaotic head.

I have spent much of this week oiling wood. How boring is that? Over and over and over and over.....yah de yah de yah. Bored.....bored.....and oh yes........bored again.

I know the end result will be okay......well, as good as it can be in my hands, but, boy, it's such a pain in the backside.

I've realised i'm pretty pants at DIY. I used to have really great core strength. Used to, being the operative word here.  I'm a wimp. I put my hands up. I do not lift cabinets and worktops well. I have also realised that Danish oil is REALLY not good to get all in your hair. I swear most of the tin was in it, and a rather large tin at that. Not a good look. Visions of Cameron Diaz in There's something About Mary flew through my head......only Danish oil seemed the nicer of the two. But, I was rocking her look for a bit.

I have been sorting this and that to store away in fresh new cabinets, but even the pretty bits cannot distract me from my needy crafty brain. It's all just outside of my grasp.

I have fallen completely in love with this......

Just the nicest yarn. Soft and yummy and the colour is divine. It's called 'Rice' and I think it's such an apt colour name. It has been a dream to work with and i'm already thinking on what other projects I can use this for. The sun has been shining recently, which has sooooo been welcomed, although, today, it's back to cold and grey. Pity as my doors have to be open to ventilate the overwhelming oil smell........so maybe, what I have made can be put to use for a while. As soon as I get space to block my latest makes I can do a ta-dah moment. I am desperate to finish them completely.

 I've been prancing around asking the Bears if they think my latest makes are okay. 

 - 'Yeah' was said by the eldest (although he actually wasn't looking at it or me when he said it. I'm not even sure he took in anything I said. It's rare for him to actually communicate well these days. Teenage years do weird things to children). 

 - 'No offence but it looks a bit weird' came from Middle Bear's mouth. Gee, thanks love. 

 - 'You look beautiful mum, you always look beautiful' came from Baby Bear's mouth. Awe...... well at least I can count on Baby Bear to be sweet. Give it a few years and then it'll be just grunts, so I'm making the most of it while I can.

Ahhhhhhh...so another birthday this week and welcoming another teenager into the family. Errrrrrr......HELLO....HOW ON EARTH? Having said that, Middle Bear is tall and built like a rugby player, so it's hard for people to believe that he is not one already. Oh how i'm feeling my age. But I can't be? I'm still only 16 in my head. 

Oh well.....

....more cake and more coffee.....that's how it's looking for me......

Hopefully things will be back to normal soon and I can get back into my rhythm. How I miss my rhythm.

bah bad de bah bad de bah.....

xxx

(seriously, I think this Danish Oil has gone to my head!)