The day many of you feared has arrived: I pulled my glue gun out of the attic. It was actually stored there. I’m not just being dramatic.
Several weeks ago, I saw a post from Just Something I Made on how to make personalized planners from vintage books. My friend Amy told me anyone who has the time to make that kind of craft doesn’t need a planner. Now she’s angling to get me vacuum her house. My friend Jill said I can make anything I want, but she would mock me mercilessly. I told her I understand. This is why we’re friends: I can morph into The PsychoCrafter and we both know it’s weird and still OK.
But still, I wanted to make them. So I did.
Obviously, Amy and Jill will not be getting one of their own. The rest of you can suck up to me if you want one. I accept bribes: gluten-free cookies or brownies would be most appreciated.