Christmas is coming. Oh my yes.

There are some harsh truths I must face.

1. We don't have much money*.

2. Christmas is coming

So you know what this means. The crafting and cooking needs to get into high gear. Every year I fantasize about handing everyone gorgeous little bottles of herbal this and that, stunning baked goods, and crafted wonders. Every year I manage a few bits and pieces-last year dad and step mum got a handspun, knitted hat and felt bag with vintage kimono embroidery respectively, and mum got a handspun knitted shawl (in February). At this time last year I was doing a lot of baby gestating so it was easy to spend time lying on the couch like Jabba working the handicrafts.

This year will be all about Necessity being the Mother of Invention.

*I mean, compared to the rest of the world we have heaps. However, we decided I would stay home and raise the kid/s, maybe try to do a little cottage industry type deal. Hard to do with a little wriggler, but I still believe...it will happen. I will tell you this sisters and brothers-I know I don't want to work in a bloody office ever again. The thought of that alone is enough to get me wiping off my business plan, sort the piles of lists, and calm my quaking heart.