My Mojo. I left it somewhere.
I just can't seem to settle to anything at the moment.
My blue and white crochet is lying neglected.
The pink and yellow one is all put away in a bag behind the sofa!
Poor Santa is abandoned in a corner.
I did fiddle with some Christmas ideas, but even they stalled/
Maybe once my hand improves.......?
As you see it's still all wrapped up in the elastic dressing. There is a little improvement, the swelling is all gone and the bruising has cleared too. It doesn't hurt quite so much when I wallop it on something, but I still can't bend my pinkie.
I don't wear the dressing 24/7 any more.
So, if I'm not crafting what am I doing?
Filling in forms.
Immigration visa forms.
Medical declaration forms.
Criminal records bureau forms.
Lists of things I need to do.
Lists of Christmas gifts!
Lists of what needs to be packed into a container.
Lists of things I have to sell/give away.
Lists of people we need to inform.
The grocery list!
On a cuter note.
My beautiful Grand daughter Faith.
Playing Peek - a - boo!
Maybe my mojo went to hide behind her blanket?