Frosty

Really, it's fine. I AM coping ...

No, dear peeps, your eyes are not deceiving you.  What you see below is a Christmas stocking. I’ve been making a batch of them this week.  I know, what am I on, its not even October yet.  I’m in panic mode, that’s what I’m on.   Instead of focussing on the stuff that’s raising my anxiety levels sky high at the moment, I’m focussing on stuff that should be making me marginally anxious in 6 months time. Trust me, it’s easier this way. As you know I’m cash poor. I’m also asset poor, ha, ha! (I am however creatively rich, but that doesn’t help much!)  I’ve been living close to the financial edge for some time now, but recently my finances have got a whole lot worse due to one 1400cc problem.  My 10 year old car is not being very nice to me. Since the 16th of April it’s cost £825 to keep it roadworthy.  And when it went for a mini service last week I was told it will need yet another £150 spent on it asap (“I wouldn’t advocate leaving it all, I’d do it now”).  Not having nearly £1000 to hand has caused a slight raise in blood pressure it has to be said.  I’ve weighed up the possibility of living without said wheels and quite frankly it would be impossible to get to the places I need to go without them.  So it seems to me the best way to get through the crisis is to accept that my financial situation will only get worse come winter, due to extortionate heating bills,  therefore  the best thing I can do is make Christmas presents, to spread the cost you understand.  I hope you’re following my logic so far!  What I’m describing here is also known as a coping mechanism, albeit one with a productive outcome.  That’s handy then isn’t it!

I have about eight of these on the go and six of them have planned recipients.  That left two ‘spare’ (get me and the maths, whoa!).  Then Kim saw them, so now I have one spare.  He decided that he liked the Frosty the Snowman one best, but it had to have his name on.  Well I’d done all the embroidery and there was no room left for even a three letter name like his.  I had to come up with a solution, otherwise I would have one very disappointed 12 year old on my hands (one that would probably have forgotten all about it in six month’s time). Enter the wonky label.  The wonky label is made up from the tiniest scraps of matching snowman fabric I could find, which accounts for some of its wonkiness (the rest is down to my sewning ) Kim seems rather pleased with it, although I think that might have more to do with his observation that “now I’ll have two stockings for Father Christmas to fill up!”  (The other one being one I made for his first Christmas.)  He should be so lucky

Just a wee bit early!

Frosty? Well not really, it's been full on sun here for days!

No doubt who this one's for I guess!

That’s all for now my lovelies. See you in the morning.
love Stephie c]x