at any given moment, i'm in the middle of about 347 different projects and planning the next 12. i have so many ideas flipping and flopping in my head, closets full of supplies and started but not-near-completion craftiness, binders/spirals/journals/planners full of plans.
notice all of the &'s? yep, it's AMPERSANITY. you should see the way my husband looks at me. and our closets.
hello, my name is angela, and i have a problem. i can't quite decide, though, if that problem is that i want to collect EVERYthing i happen to find freakin' awesome (at the moment), the fact that i have the attention span of a dead gnat, or if it has something to do with fear of committing to JUST ONE fabulous thing. maybe i just like brightly colored, sparkly pretty. yes, pretty in this case is a noun. i don't know if there is actually any hope for me. and i'm fine with that. i've come to terms with that. i have embraced that.
i've started MANY blogs, key word being "started." but i want this one to actually develop into - well, a blog, and not get sucked into the timeless, bottomless hole i often find myself in (shovel in hand) redesigning & redesigning & redesigning &&& redesigning. i hope to find some sort of accountability to lots of someone elses to finish at least one thing i start, or just have a place to store all of my plans.
i also have the most adorable chitlins and most handsome husband and they make for great stories. so you'll get a bit of life mixed in too.
join me, if for no other reason than to see just how many times i can change the look of the blog in a single afternoon=)
DISCLAIMER: now just by the way, and much to my grandmother's chagrin, i have a potty mouth, i am the biggest smart ass i know, i'm too lazy to capitalize when i should, and i'm quite fond of run-ons and incomplete sentences. i'm a grammatical, unladylike rebel of sorts. i can't help it. i don't mean to offend you. i hope you'll join in. this isn't an apology, just a warning, cause i like me that way.
enjoy=)
