Jack of All Trades: What Happens When The Muse Pays a Visit

This has been a week of thinking and getting inspired and more thinking, sketchy planning on backs of envelopes and getting so inspired that I think that I'm going to burst. I think that I may have thunk far too much because my head is now so spinning with ideas that I'm not sure where to begin.

So, my plan is to prepare everything that is finished by making nice boxes and labels. Then if anyone asks if I can have a table at a craft fair I shall be all ready to go. Usually I am reduced to a quivering heap on the floor trembling with panic and trepidation and cries of 'I am not worthy'.

Organisation requires a tidy mind. I can do it if I focus but I need plenty of time and no pressure. I wish that I had another house next door so that I could put all the imagined prepared boxes once I have disciplined them into a state of order. A van! That's an idea. Now, there's a thought.

Waiting for boxes