I have a syndrome.
It's been passed down from my Mama to me.
And guys, it's bad.
There's no technical term for what I have, but the symptoms are extreme panic, sore, burnt or pricked finger tips, crafting galore, rushing around in a frenzy, minor meltdowns, etc. etc.
Realistically, I've inherited the "Come-up-with-really-incredible-ideas-for-handmade-Christmas-presents-for-all-40-people-in-your-family-just-one-week-before-Christmas-then-attempt-to-make-all-said-presents-in-the-limited-time-you-have-available" syndrome.
Like I said, it's bad.
Happens every year and each year seems to get a bit worse.
But-
there are a few something wonderfuls about the syndrome.
1. As each Christmas project gets marked off the list the anticipation of going home builds and builds.
2. I watch non-stop Christmas movies while I work away.
3. Chocolate. There is always chocolate involved when the syndrome flares up. I think it helps tame some of the aforementioned symptoms.
4. I'm surrounded by loveliness the whole time... beautiful fabric, ribbons and lace galore.
5. I sometimes gt to experience what Rach was talking about here.
1. As each Christmas project gets marked off the list the anticipation of going home builds and builds.
2. I watch non-stop Christmas movies while I work away.
3. Chocolate. There is always chocolate involved when the syndrome flares up. I think it helps tame some of the aforementioned symptoms.
4. I'm surrounded by loveliness the whole time... beautiful fabric, ribbons and lace galore.
5. I sometimes gt to experience what Rach was talking about here.
wrapped up in yuletide love,
Hansie
