She

She hadn't been making anything of the crafty type for such a long time but had mastered the art of cotton-reel balancing and felt that was a small achievement worthy of sharing.

She

 
She realised that sometimes it's not about the making, it's simply about the holding.

She

She knew the importance of matching accessories, but wondered if it really was necessary to have her lipstick and tiny red elephant match when she went out and about.

She

She thought she was doing really well juggling everything until someone started throwing her more balls, which then planted the seed to run away to the circus.

She

She thought of all the things she wanted to achieve this year then sat down to contemplate them further.

She

She knew Christmas was fast approaching but she couldn't free herself from the tangle of tinsel and decided to wear it instead.

She

Sometimes she wanted to be more than she was but didn't quite know how to get there.

She

 

Sometimes she wanted to do things just to see if anyone noticed.
 

She

She wondered if the act of blogging was getting in the way of the act of creating something to blog about.

She

She wondered if all the comfort eating she had been doing was really the best idea she'd had this month.

She

She wondered if she didn't turn the calendar over whether she could make the month of July last just that little bit longer.

She

She thought she had coped quite well with the madness of it all until someone told her she had a teacup on her head.

She

She pondered the wearing of her recent crochet project in public, and wondered if feeling queenly in the safety of her own room was a better option.

She

She was spending another dreamy moment amongst her art supplies before she was jolted back to the present by wondering what the chopsticks were doing in her jar of brushes.

She

She knew she couldn't turn her head because seeing him with his flowers would break her resolve.