Sometimes I feel like a giant phony. No this post isn’t about autumn crafts, handy tricks around the kitchen, or amazing ways to turn a Q-Tip into a quilt. Life isn’t always fluff and bubble gum. Sometimes life feels like broken glass that is sharp and jagged to step on. I love my blog. I love writing about things that are crafty and domestic – sometimes. Other times I wish I was a turtle that could retreat into the safety of its shell. Sometimes the blog is smoke and mirrors with twine and tissue paper and discount groceries. Sometimes I pretend things are great, but reality is a little different. Sometimes reality is about feeling broken.
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