I'm kinda scared of that moment where I can finally start working on my bags again. I mean, this would be great, and I can't wait. But this will be a total overload. I have more time now though, because I'm not working at the sewing workshop anymore.
The good news is it will happen very soon. My studio is way far from being done, but I plan on start working there before I finish it. I just need to have everything there, not even organized, it will do. Just need it up and running so I can start making something already.
There is also the factor of tingling hands, waiting me to do something, since I'm a very hand crafts person. Or a creative-arts kind of person, always have been, and known for that. This break from bags gave me more time spending on my blog, and I'm happy for that, because writing is also my passion.
There are other things I'm doing with my hands while not working on my bags. Like making up toys for my bunny to come. There are certain things they like, and it's fun being creative and think of things to make for him/her. They like toilet paper rolls, and I've found many things to make out of it, alter the rolls into something that might seem intriguing to the bunny. I started designing rabbit toys till I was out of ideas. The thing that I'm planning to do is, making many many kinds of toys, and replacing and changing every here and there, to give the rabbit new interests every time, so it doesn't get bored. Every time a few toys to play with. They nibble, so I will have to make new ones all the time.
I don't know if that's craft, but it is being creative. I'm also making up songs. In my computer, with a composing program and a microphone. This passes the time, it takes a lot of work, and the result is really fun, even though I'm not a very good singer.
I find things to do, so I don't think about the bags and how I can't wait to start making them again; and of course the fact that I will have a stock of work. On one hand, that's a good thing. On the other, hard. I still don't know what it will be like, to work in my own sewing room. A place of work of my own. It is a work place, which is a little weird, because it's all mine, it's not part of my house anymore, it's separated. And it is what my job will be, officially. I will be my own boss. Guess it's kinda weird. I'll just have to wait and see!






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