It’s the final week of preparations for Magnolia Square and things at Chez Crayon can be described in one word: pandemonium!
- The tool box is out and there’s been lots of drilling, hammering and coping saw action. What ever happened to the soft and fluffy pursuits of my childhood crafts? When did the sewing table morph into a shed? The only thing missing is a ute and a pile of broken toys and it would be mistaken for my Dad’s shed in a heartbeat!
- I’m drinking hundreds of cups of tea a day.
- Every benchtop, tabletop, sofa, coffee table, and chair has become an instant mobile workstation.
- I’m nervous my printer will stop working and demand I replace an ink cartridge any minute now. I don’t have any spare ink cartridges.
- My fingers are blistered, calloused, raw, chapped, stained and dyed. They hurt. And that’s just from crocheting!
- There’s a trail of threads and bits of paper leading from the workroom to the kettle that will take a week of vacuuming to get it all.
- I get excited when it’s midnight because it’s “only midnight” and I’m good for at least another couple of hours before I feel guilty about disturbing the snoring house.