Yep swimbo's half of the craft room has been vacant all year, now its a flurry of activity - all 'my stuff' has been carelessly moved off 'her' table. Then this morning I hear the, ' whats hers is hers and whats mine is also hers' sentence.
It came out as ' how can I stick these glitter stars to this material' superglue I answer. 'Right where's our superglue?'
Reasoning that it was my superglue bought for my models fell on deaf ears. I showed her how to apply it with the tip of a cocktail stick and place the stars with tweezers so she didn't get it on her fingers and left her to it.
Fifteen minutes later and much profanity from the craft room and she comes into the lounge and professes she gives up, she doesn't know how I can stand doing all that 'fiddly stuff' on my models.
Hey Ho, xmas come, xmas go