make me ...

i ran out of steam yesterday,

so today i am staying in my pj's

smelling quite fruity

and 

beavering away in my 'atelier of sorts'

with Miss Ethel.

not a manic sort of beavering.

but a 'feed my crafty soul

and heal my tired old bones'

sort of beavering

for as my lovely friend Jennette says,

'make to mend'

and

the older i get

the more

i realize

this has always been the case for me