It wasn't until 10am that I realised November 21st was Photo An Hour. Already that morning I'd fed the cats, had breakfast (in that order), emptied the dishwasher, got showered and dressed, finished a book I was reading, and had a grocery delivery.
10am. The postman had just been and delivered some crafty bits I'd ordered to make some tree decorations. All I wanted to do was make them but I had work to do... but Sophie pointed out that work could wait and realising that she was absolutely right, I turned on the heater in my office, made myself a cuppa, and gathered together my crafting supplies.
11am. Work was being stubbornly ignored. As was the housework (who needs dust free surfaces anyway?). I had tea, my favourite iTunes playlist playing (my Latitude list which consists of mostly Ward Thomas, Years & Years, George Ezra, Oh Wonder, Freya Ridings, and Chvrches) and I was ready to get crafting.
12pm. Three beaded stars made. They’re crackle glaze beads which look marvelously twinkly with fairy lights. I just needed to decide on what ribbon to use, but first, I needed more tea.
I saw an Instagram post last year that showed how to make them
step-by-step and made a number of them to sell at a Cake and Craft sale,
they all sold so I had none left for my own tree.
1pm. Lunch had been consumed, Andy had popped home and we had soup with a cheese sandwich. I’d made good progress on the decorations but was a little hindered by Tinker demanding some attention.
2pm. Stars, bells, beads, and pom poms under construction.
3pm. I interrupted my day of crafting for some time outside. I'd realised that if I didn’t do it soon I’d run out of daylight. Andy came home from work and set about mowing the lawn. After a bit of a wander, I set about tidying the greenhouse a little.
4pm. Socks accompanied me on another little walk around the garden. I love this, although he rarely stays in his lane so I have to be careful not to trip over him.
5pm. Wanting to continue with my crafting, I found a free knitting pattern on Pinterest for a small toadstool. It looked easy enough and I had more than enough wool in my stash to give it a go. I used up a tiny ball of leftover cream wool, which I always enjoy, it feels really good to use up woollen leftovers.
6pm. I had the required parts knitted, and just needed to add some french knots and sew it together. I had to Google 'how to do french knots' as it'd been a while, but it all came flooding back.
7pm. Andy cooked supper - smoked salmon fillets, cous cous and tenderstem broccoli - and this is what the rest of my evening looked like. Watching Strictly Come Dancing, and whatever came on after that (it was only a few days ago but I can't remember what we watched!).
9pm. Bed. Book. Boy cat.
I'm glad I ignored the boring adult stuff and spent the day doing lovely things instead. It was much needed.
