I don't do resolutions. I've never made New Year's resolutions, ever. It makes me want to stomp and cry and throw a tantrum to think about planning on something I have to follow through with. Unless my resolution is to eat more chocolate or to buy more thrift store
Oh I could vow to continue to read books.
Or be cranky once a month. (Just once? Who am I kidding!)
Or to feel sarcastic and hateful when people post on Facebook about their wonderful workout/run/body max/boot camp/px90/torture fest.
I have spent the day cleaning up and out my sewing room. Molly is the proud owner of her Memaw's sewing machine and it needed a home that was not the middle of the floor in a bedroom.
I bullied Molly into posting some of my random bits of stuff on her Etsy shop. She sells handmade hairbows, refurbished tables and cute journals. My stuff is the vintage items that I could not resist the day I bought it and have decided I really don't need all this stuff!
Visit Encomium to check out her stuff!