Disco doorknobs and the quest for brevity...

I am largely incapable of typing short posts...or come to that short anything (the husband of a very dear friend prints off her emails for her to read while she's feeding her baby...and I've been told that he has taken to doing a word-count to see whether I'm ever able to come in under 500 words! - he is very lovely, despite his cheek, so he is forgiven). I could claim this is they symptom of being able to touch-type very quickly...but actually I think it is some kind of awful affliction that it would be nice to eventually find a cure for...there are times when brevity seems a covetable quality indeed!).

Anyway, the reason for me wishing to type a short post is that I have had a largely unproductive week sewing-wise as I have been avoiding my sewing box as I feel that until I've finished making the doorstops, that are one of my contributions to Zebra-girl's school Christmas Fair stall, I shouldn't allow myself to do any other sewing...so on that basis I have done nothing at all and felt quite miserable!

So tonight, I am permitting myself five more minutes of procrastination by typing this post and then I am going to force myself to finish them, even if it means staying up all night, so that I can get back to sewing something other than rice-filled sacks. I do actually love making doorstops...just not lots of them....all in beige.....when I've got other things that I'd rather be making. Subsequently, I am craving an injection of colour, which is most unusual for me (having once been pronounced to be the Queen of Cream)...which is perhaps why today I took such huge pleasure from the little rainbows that our doorknobs were throwing all over the living room...