I thought I needed a hobby

I had to go to the craft store the other day, the Princess has discovered the art of string bracelets. I remembered how much fun I had doing that as a kid so I went to AC Moore and just about bought out the embroidery department.


While I was there I had a kick of "I want a project to do" seemed like a totally logical idea at the time. We have just redone out bathroom and I picked very kid friendly sea life for the new decor. So when I stumbled across a counted cross stitch project that was sea life themed I thought this would be a great addition, bring a more grown up feel to that little room. My mother always had homemade items hung around our house, even now there are still a few floating around. So feeling nostalgic I made the purchase.




Cute, right? Well, I though so anyways.



I was so excited, got home opened up the package .


WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING!


This cute little craft project was the spawn of Satan. Two pages of directions, about a bazillion little pieces of string, which by the way was bundled in two lumps that needed to be sorted before anything else could be done. You try pulling out and sorting, 2 strands of pale yellow, 4 strands of yellow, 6 strands of dark yellow and 1 strand of golden yellow. You too will be running for the rum.




This should be criminal. I have been working on this WONDERFUL project for 12 hours now (on and off between killing the children) and I have a line. One freaking line. Hey the strings are all separated. I know who ever designed the packing for this project sat in his/her office and laughed for hours at the thought of some dumb ass (me) separating strings.



I guess now I am off to bang my head against the wall. It would have to be more exciting than this little project is turning out to be.