grinding my patience

Well, the plan today was that I was going to go shopping in Reading to buy at least 5 different workwear outfits for my new job. I almost got there too, up until the point where I looked outside and figured instantaniously that the onset of a very british monsoon was perhaps not ideal conditions to be joyfully burning plastic.

So instead I decided that I would stay at home and get on with some more stained glass stuff for this stall that Twiglet and I are doing in November. I have therefore spent the best part of today perilously close to grinding my fingers off and loosing any resemblence of fingernails at the end of said digits.

What I've produced I have to say is probably stretching the bounds of what you are suppose to do with stained glass and has probably taken another 3 hours off the life of my grinding head, but it's pretty. And if I sell it, it will raise enough cash for at least a pie and a pint at the pub - and if I don't? Well, it will look lovely as a decoration on our tree!

Posted by Abi on the September 30, 2008 5:23 PM