As usual, here I am, posting days, weeks, after the last time I posted, when I’m sure I said something along the lines of ‘stay tuned, more coming soon…’
Seems I’ve already been in Greece too long. Soon is relative… it can mean in an hour or a few days or next year.
Its kind of like the pedestrian crossings here in Greece – they’re suggestions, not actual rules. My brother described it best once when he said that the minster of transport saw them in a movie once and thought they’d look good in Greece too. Decorative only. Drivers need not actually stop to let you cross.
Further proof that I’ve been here too long already is the way I park these days: any spot that my car will fit is a good spot to park. And my car is pretty small… Though I do draw the line at parking in the middle of a parking lot, on the end of a line of parked cars, or at an angle on a corner. Some lines are just too hard to cross when you’ve lived by the rules of a civilized country most of your life.
ANYWAY… thought I’d share a recent project…
I’ve made a few peg bags in my time and to be honest, I’m not the best at actually using them. I am one of those women my mother whispers about, who leave pegs on the line to rot in the sun… shock/horror!
Still, when I saw this tiny jean jacket while visiting op shops in Holland in May I just had to have it. I knew it would make the best peg bag.
So while I was in a mood to actually DO stuff (trust me, the mood and the energy rarely hit at the same time these days), I thought I’d get out the sewing machine and get to it.
Only the jacket had studs and things which would make sewing really hard… I could just see broken machine needles… and sewing it by hand was out of the question due to the hardness of the denim.
Out came the trusty hot glue gun again (ok… so I hadn’t put it away from fixing the lamp yet. Don’t judge me.)
All I did was glue the bottom of the jacket to create a bag. Done. How easy was that?
Of course I had planned to put it on a hanger of some kind (a piece of driftwood with a wire hook so I can slide it along the clothes line…) but for now I’m happy with it just pegged in place.
How cute is that?
Meanwhile life moves along at the regular pace… between work, home and being a social butterfly I find I have little time to get things done. I have a ton of projects on the go or waiting to be started (or on a list of things to do one day). I do a bit here and there but never seem to get stuck into anything.
I started liming the bookcase white… thought “Easy. Do it in 3 days. Lime it all in one day… two days to give it two coats of varnish. Laughing.”
That was over a week ago. The contents of the bookcase are still sitting on the coffee table, kitchen bench and any other free surface in the living room/kitchen/dining room… The paint is on the bench in a container with a lid. The bookcase is only 1/3 painted…
What do they say about making plans and someone up there laughing? sigh…