I've been sick of late: first I was sick of being a SAHM, then I was (very quickly) sick of being back at work, and now I have a stupid cold that won't go away and it's making me miserable.
Most days end with feeling like I haven't done a single productive or really enjoyable thing. I constantly feel like I'm just getting by.
So, I've given myself a challenge. January is going to be a month of making. I'm calling it I feel Sew/Sow. I'm going to spend the month sewing and sowing (and/or tending the garden). It's time to get a creative spark back into my life.
I don't really have a plan but I do have a couple of things that have been on my to-do list for a while - a cute plaid vest for Remy Monster, a hoodie for Jules, and some dresses for me.
I'm also toying with the idea of joining the people who are going to handmake or thrift their clothes this year - no buying new from shops unless it's underwear or shoes (thank god). Maybe that'll actually be easier than it looks - we're as poor as little church mice right now, and necessity is the mother of invention...
Now I've been a Moaning Myrtle for an entire post, I feel obliged to end on a positive note. Crap. There's nothing coming to me. I'll have to get back to you on that.