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…I’m trying to do a little planning for The Paperie crop tonight – and now anyone who knows me has just passed out in shock!

I am not a scrapbooking planner, it just doesn’t work for me. If I plan, my mojo runs away and laughs at me so I’ve learned to just bring it all and go with the flow.

The problem with that? I can’t bring it all. And now that the Cave is semi-organized, I don’t want to mess it up, cart it all out in the cold, and then have to put everything away again when I get home. But I prefer to scrap with friends, especially when laughing and food is guaranteed!


Catch 22 I know, especially since I don’t have enough room for anyone to come down to the Cave with me.

Of course, I don’t share space very well (all those same people who passed out a few sentences ago are now laughing and nodding in agreement). I spread out and take over. All of it. Even if it’s your space. Trust me, I will own that too. I’ve noticed that most people try to sit across or away from me – funny that!

However, tonight, I’m trying to plan because: 1. I know I want to get those sympathy cards done, 2. I’d like a few more birthday cards, and 3. a friend who likes notecards has a birthday coming up – and I want to make a gift set for her (bet when she reads this she’ll know who she is!).

On top of all that, I want to break out my kits and do some playing and scrapping for me.

That’s not too ambitious for one evening, is it? ๐Ÿ™‚

Wish me luck!

To end on a funny note – what is it with two-year-old boys? As I was writing this, they were fighting with each because they both wanted to put their fingers in the hole in the knee of my jeans. Silly beans!

hole in my knee!