The Vows of a New Year

A new year, a new day, a bunch of goals that are the same as before.
I should really vow to give up soda, swearing and carbs.

I would be soooo cranky, and boring, if I did.
I am not a coffee drinker, so I need my kick from somewhere.
I must have been a sailor or a construction worker in a past life.
I like to bake bread.

I will make a few other vows:
I vow to feed my creativity.
I vow to make time to look longingly at my creative space.
I vow to make time to create.
I vow to finish what I have started,
I vow to not feel shy about self promotion.
I vow to create enough for a full Etsy shop.
I vow to support my fellow artists.

I vow to share more with you.

New Year's day was my day to reorganize my creative space.
It became a catch-all of xmas wrap, boxes, crap, bought supplies, and other junk.
It felt good to clear off my desktop, and put everything in it's place.

"OH, I forgot about that".
"I had that many scissors?"
"That's where my glue sticks went".

It's a little neater, now, than in this peek-a-boo photo.

Now, to get these pesky stitches out of my finger,

 so I can get into a craft-a-thon.

Cheers!