I sort of bragged on WOYWW about being nearly organised for the Card Marathon tomorrow and I am. I think. You know how at the back of your mind you're aware that there are other commitments to be kept up with...but for as long as you don't double check and actually name the 'thing', it sort of just lingers behind you while you're busy. Do you get that? Are you vaguely familiar with that or have I described it so badly that you now feel that I should be seeking treatment?
Well...I was forced to turn around and face the creeping commitment on Thursday morning. And do you know, I had the WRONG commitment in my head. In Juliaworld, I had in mind that the Maze Book workshop was scheduled for the beginning of December. So imagine my badly concealed surprise when I find myself discussing with Shopkeeper Gal the number of people that are coming to do the workshop. Next week.
So in the grand tradition of 'push back' techniques, (which also involved a bin bag, such was the enormity of the situation), I cleared my desk and made a Maze Book. I did enjoy it I must say. I fell foul: 'familiarity breeds contempt' - oh yeah. Ruined the piece of 12 x 12 I was going to use because I cut it wrongly. How many of these have I made?!! Ah well, it's not the vintage Christmas ensemble I'd planned, but at least the Workshopeers will be able to see what they're making! And don't tell Shopkeeper Gal, I'm pretty sure I fooled her, so she doesn't need to know. Note to self: just check the diary before it sneaks up and bites you on the butt. Seriously good advice. Take, it. I'm clearly not using it.