None of the things I posted pictures of on Friday actually saw any progress. I only really had the evening free for crafting since Mr Saz was away at a Christmas party. I made the most of it by making lots of mess. By the time I went to bed it looked like a craft shop had exploded in my office.
By the end of it i did get three cute little tree decorations. I made a template using a much reduced version of the Peep Boots pattern from Lizzy House, roughly quilted them, added some ribbon and improvised the construction. Done!
1. This Christmas every spare room will have someone in it, but I don’t have enough quilts to go round. I know! I could make a double-bed sized quilt so that everyone gets one.
2. I like Christmas stockings. I know! I could make a full-sized stocking for every single person who will be in my house on Christmas day (11 people), sneak downstairs in the night and hang them up over the fireplace on Christmas Eve.
3. The biggest bedroom in my house had a nasty incident with a dodgy bit of wall on the outside of the house and looks a bit grotty. My parents will be staying in there. I know! I’ll completely redecorate the room in time for Christmas, and make cushions to match the new colour scheme. Oh, but then the quilt won’t match, I could make another quilt!
4. I know I said I wasn’t making everyone presents this year, but maybe I just need to simplify things a bit. I know! I’ll just look over the old gift list and convince myself that its actually all possible. It definitely is.
Um, no. I talked myself out of all of it. I might repaint the one dodgy wall in the spare room since the plan went far enough to actually buy the paint, but that’s it. There will be no new quilts or cushions or Christmas stockings for all. I might hem the curtains in the hallway which have been hanging since we moved in, unhemmed.
Other than that I am covering my house in tiny lights and candles and calling it Christmas. And last night me and Mr Saz opened a chocolate present we bought for someone and ate it. It feels good to be a little selfish sometimes.