What's up with that?

Well I did finish Niina's stocking today.

Some of you might remember her temporary stocking I showed you last year. I didn't plan it as temporary, but she told me last year that she disliked her stocking VERY much. I still think it is pretty, and I'll keep it around if we ever need a guest stocking. I'll just have to take Niina's name off.

And while we are looking at last year's photos, my advent candelabra has died on me.

I know it's a broken bulb or two. It's the type that when one dies they all go out...

So I tried switching a new bulb one by one.

Nothing.

So I took another new bulb and fiddled some more.

Nothing.

Took all the extra bulbs I had and started switching everything.

The end result naturally was that not only do I now not know which bulbs are old and which new, the darned thing still doesn't work.

I guess we need a new one.

Only the ones at the store are kinda boring.

Or not our style.

Wish me luck.

So why is it that when I set up one goal, I do a million other things in between?

Like yesterday.

I needed to dust all the open shelving, and the ones behind glass doors in the kitchen.

I did get it all done, but in between every shelf I cleaned the bathroom, decorated, sewed snow folk...

Then today.

I really need to write my Christmas cards.

Any cards going overseas are late already.

And I need to dust the bookshelf in the livingroom.

What have I done?

Sewed stuff I had no plans to do.

Watched an episode of Six Feet Under I "taped" last night.

Thought of another present I could sew.

That meant digging for fabric pieces in that dreaded basement storage room.

(the one where if I ever get to the very back, I'll probably find Jimmy Hoffa...)

I really need to get to those cards next.

Just don't distract me...ok?