As I was driving home from a little shopping trip tonight, I was finally struck by an idea for a group of people I know. I've wanted to do something for them for Christmas but I hadn't come up with an idea--and, admittedly, I hadn't devoted too much thought to it either, because there were more pressing issues. So here it is, only a couple days left until crunch time, and suddenly things came together in my mind.
I can't tell you much about it just yet because there's a chance a couple of the group might read my blog and that would spoil the surprise, but suffice it to say that once I got home tonight, I went into the Sweat Shop and whipped up 25 small goodie bags:
Tomorrow night, I'll need to stop at another store or two to pick up a couple more things and finish getting everything ready. I'll show you what I'm doing once I've given these little gifts away.
But THIS is why I tend to get so much done. I'm endowed with a pinch of creativity, a cup full of optimism, and a quart of drive, and once I have an idea, I'm absolutely CERTAIN I can do it. And then I push myself until I've successfully DONE whatever it is--even if I have to just about kill myself in the process. But that doesn't matter, because I will have achieved my goal.
It's not easy living with myself, but I haven't figured out any other acceptable options yet. Sheesh!