I was tidying up the horrors of the old workdesk and unpacking from a workshop when I decided that I needed to get a grip and do some sorting as well. I'm not sure what made me at all; I guess we all have these moments - and this time, I was weak and gave in! I tackled the stuff that was on top really.
I tidied up a large sheet of gems that came to me from Baker Ross...I love it, huge amounts of each colour and now it's tidy, it actually folds and fits into my gem storage. Which is good, because knocking about on my desk makes it ragged. And taking off your bra at night to find a lime green gem stuck to your boob - well, it has to stop.
And then gentle reader, I tackled some ribbon. I had a huge pack of lovely bright satins from Baker Ross and had of course, left them in a heap on top of my ribbon vase. So, last night, whilst I could have been lolling and gently snoring (not to mention the dribbling), I got all motivated and ironed the ribbons and wound them onto the dolly pegs. Took the photo this morning when my life partner asked that really, ironing ribbon - wasn't that the limit?
I knew you would understand gentle reader. Indeed, I know some of you will recommend hair straighteners to whip through 'em. No need. The moment has passed and I will be moving on from this. For quite a while, probably! This 'thing' that came over me - it's gone now.
Now, if our Annie was on-line after her house move, I'd link this to her Friday Smile feature. Because I'm a bit smug about these little jobs. But, she's still in the void and frankly, it's not as if I deserve a medal, huh.
Have a lovely weekend.