The other day I was talking to my sister on the phone, complaining about work stuff *again*. (It seems like this is the worst year for me at work – just one hit after another.) I told her I needed to go to the craft store to get supplies to make a wreath, and her immediate comment was, “Are wreaths your therapy or something?” I guess they are. They’re easy, don’t take too much brainpower, and I can watch TV while I make one. Making things forces you to calm down and concentrate on the task at hand. Well, at least it does for me.
Anyway, I wanted to make a spring wreath for my front door. I saw one on Pinterest and knew that I wanted to copy it, so I made a (short) list, grabbed my coupons, and went to Joann. While there, I decided to buy the supplies for another thing I’d been wanting to make for quite a while as well.