The long answer: soul searching and healing my body, mind and spirit. You know, all the things I write so excessively about right here.
The short answer? crafting.
only to have it melt the next day. I'm not sure if it rained sideways today or what. but there goes two hours and one bad glue gun burn I can never take back. oh well.
I discovered the melting wreathe 8 hours ago. we have still not cleaned it up. around here, things happen when they happen, kitsch abounds in the most nostalgic of ways, and the only unacceptable form of disorder seems to be a set of lost keys... and it couldn't make for a more inviting holiday atmosphere.