I dropped the ball on my Sunday post, but I refuse to beat myself up about it. There was pre-guest cleaning to do. And baking! I received a Bigfoot cookie cutter for my birthday, and I needed to put it to use. So, after cleaning up the kitchen, I decided to make sugar cookies, which meant that I then has much flour to clean up. I think I’ve seen octopus cookie cutters, but I need a proper squid. However, I can imagine that getting all of the tentacles out without breakage would be a challenge.
Saturday was my last day at the market this year, and now I’m left wondering where the past six months went. The market is a time investment. It’s a great community. It’s an anchor for the year. As much as I’m really looking forward to sleeping in two days in a row for the next six months, I will miss my market neighbors, regular customers and all of the friendly market faces. It never ceases to amaze me how something that takes up so much time is something that I can miss so very much.
It’s kind of a bummer that I had a great idea for displaying necklaces on my *last* day at the market. Oh well, it only means that next year I’ll be able to debut all kinds of neat ways of displaying items.
I’m still working through tasks and plans inspired by Schoolhouse Craft.
Without the regular deadline of the market for making new jewelry, this is also the time of year when I long to just knit and and crochet. I did get rave reviews for one of my ponchos. I’ve started a third — a very practical black and gray. However, the needle size that was recommended is just too small. So, I’ve started over with larger needles. The knitting is moving along at a better clip and I no longer feel that the project will never be finished.
Last night’s lack of sleep is catching up with me. It’s been a day of moving slowly and sluggishly and doing things like calling hiking boots hiking books. Both have their place, but if it’s boots you need, it’s boots you should have.
Apropos of nothing, I got an email from REI today saying they’ll be closed the day after Thanksgiving. I love that. Please, please, please let this be a trend.