Gosh, time is running out: I leave for Canada next week.
Ive been off work since Tuesday, trying to use up my leftover vacation time for this year, but Ive spent the whole whole week working, just on different stuff. Im scrambling to get things made, because I need to have a stash of wee gifties when I travel at Christmas — in case I get ambushed with surprise gifts.
I know, that sounds crappy, but I find it stressy, this externally mandated giving-time. I prefer to give things all year long as ideas and people connect in my brain. I wish we used Christmas as an occasion to just be with each other, which is far more important.
Id love to show you what Ive made, but theyre gifts.
In related news, the fella and I triumphed at jewellery-making class last night: We made our wedding rings!
This is a breakthrough, because, while Ive been enjoying the class, the things Ive produced in it so far have been a cavalcade of horrors.
This is unusual for me, because Im accustomed to being able to think of something and, most of the time, create it.
But jewellery-making involves blowing torches, melting metals, and talc-like glass powder that has to be melted in an 800-degree oven, so its much harder to get the right hands-on result.
So, phew, one more piece falls into place for the wedding. And Im excited about the idea that we didnt buy these, we made them for each other. (I also referred to this when writing our ceremony, so, like I said, phew!)
Right. Ive got a complicated book to make. The last present.
