This has not been a good year for writing. Having taken May off to finish my dissertation I have yet to return to the weekly habit. Even with my own desk – which has naturally turned into something of a dumping ground for all my homeless crafting supplies. And as I’m still, slowly, organising those, there’s more than one homeless item. But I can, finally, see my cutting mat again. Bits of it, anyway.

And I’m finding more incomplete projects. Like Tiny’s stocking, which I started a few years ago. I have, however, now hidden the bad stitching and uneven patches with various ribbons and bias binding from my ribbon-box.

I’ve had a lot of my ribbons for over a decade, from when I worked at a Clinton’s card shop and stocked up from the ones they sold in the wrapping section. I’ve never really known what to do with them for cards, and nor do I use my sewing machine as much as my imagination thinks I will.

I have to decorate another stocking, though, which probably leapfrogs the queue of half-stitched cross stitch kits and other Good Idea At The Time kits, given the fast-approaching festive season. I still haven’t made all the Christmas cards I need yet. Ought to get on that. Just have to find small pockets of time and quick card designs. And a clear desk on which to work, of course.