Last night, my S.O.* comes to me and says, "I have found an awesome project on Pinterest and we are going to make a thing. I need you up early tomorrow."
Those words, to a non-steader... I am already flinching inwardly. The thought of having to waste precious Netflix/sleeping/kitty time on some idiotic thing from the bowels of crafty hell is just more than I can handle. I begin to make my objections.
"I really don't think we have time for that. Or materials, I'm sure there's something we need that we don't have and we
can't go out and buy anything right now and
c'mon you don't
really want to do this
do you?" I am hoarse, trying to squeeze it all out in one breath so that there's no chance for interruptions. My face is contorted into a mask of carefully calculated abject concern and worry.
This is my best "Are you sure you want to do this" face and it has worked in the past to curtail these "urges" to make things from Pinterest.
But it does not prevail. Not today.
Today I am awake bright and early at 5:30 am. I have been carefully selected by default (the cats apparently cannot help) to assist with whatever this project is and I haven't even been given the courtesy of coffee. What was this urgent mission you ask? This massive undertaking that required I only get 3 hours of sleep and did not have time to pause in the kitchen for caffeinated courage?
http://www.ellaclaireinspired.com/the-wreath-trick-autumn-leaves/
@ellaclaireblog**
This. This monstrosity. Some orange fall-ish thing found on Pinterest. We are making a decoration for our front door because apparently September is "the beginning of autumn" and we "have to coordinate our house to showcase our personality". Yes those were the exact words.
I would like to state that we do not currently possess the items listed on that website. Brown pipe cleaners or something? I have no idea. The short version is we are going to Walmart immediately so that we can spend probably half of our weekly food budget on two wreaths and pipe cleaners and whatever else. It's a giant autumnal con!
I then made the problem worse somehow. I was the moron who suggested that we actually could just wait a while, collect pine cones and then hot glue them together to make an actual FREE wreath in a few weeks. If a wreath was even required. I think I learned that project in grade school? I don't know exactly, but I thought it was a good idea. My
personality is pretty happy being showcased as
free. At least as an alternative to whatever this costly monstrosity would clearly become.
I've realized that much like Juggernaut, these whims of whimsy are impossible to stop once they have begun. So if you happen to see a door with a giant fluffy orangish wreath, just know I was conned into it and I don't think it enhances our door at all. It clashes with the cream/dirt color.
*S.O. means significant otter. Maybe that should say other. Significant other. I might prefer the otter at this point... and of course I'm kidding if you're reading this honey!
**The lovely person who first posted this seems really nice, so please check out her blog and Twitter for more stuff like this if you enjoy these sorts of projects! :)
I love looking at jewelry. I'm not getting married or buying anything really fancy. I won't apologize. I like looking. I don't know if it's more common among brides-to-be or maybe those shopping for anniversary presents or just really rich people who can buy whatever they want. I'm none of those things and I still can't resist it.
