The weight of my ambition has not driven me mad or crushed me into incoherence, but it has made me a very bad blogger. I have a felt ornament making workshop tomorrow with 9 children and 3 adults coming. It should be a ton of fun, and the only thing worrying me is if I have the will to wash all of the dirty dishes tonight.
There are so very many things to talk about, but they will have to wait until another day, I'm afraid. The sudsy water calls.