Me and Sunday don't usually get along, we haven't for a while.
But for a Sunday, this morning was quite productive. I started writing earlier than usual,
blogged it and then sat on my bed for Sunday's only ritual of listening to records.
This afternoon, it was all sequins, feathers & cutting out little red hats for snowmen.
No, really, it was.
As my room turned into a Christmas card factory once again...
Making Christmas cards gives me more joy than it ever probably should.