Poor little bobbin. I'm sure she is a little scared in there, wondering why she isn't in line with her other green friends.
Except her friends aren't resting in their little slots either, because they are floating around here and there next to the machines, being refilled and emptied. Lots of little projects going on.
But the crafting ADD produces quite a bit of a mess. Dangling strings. Fabric out of its drawers, scraps strewn about.
I was never the type to clean as I cook, and I took a look around today and I don't think I can do so as I craft either.
If you don't hear from me in a week, please tell my mother I love her. You can come over will probably find me hiding under my Amy Butler. :)