I have set myself a ridiculous amount of targets this week, I think there are 12 in total – some of them are only little though – and I haven’t done a thing towards any of them yet.
Instead, I have spent both evenings this week working on creating some sort of flower headpiece for a friend’s birthday party, where we are dressing up as flowers. The fruits of my labour:
I’m really quite pleased with myself because I tend to think I have no artistic ability. Of course, it was held together with sellotape and wishes so all the petals started to come loose not long after this photo was taken. So that’s tomorrow night earmarked for repair work.
When am I going to write?
