Up Late to meet my crafting destiny

Yes, I am becoming my mother. But not in a bad way.

The last two weeks have been really fun, but short on sleep. My mom moved into our basement, and since we are both crafters and night owls, there have been many late nights sharing ideas and swapping patterns. Tonight, it became crystal clear that we are often thinking the same thing. The photo at the top of the page shows two containers filled with orphaned computer keys. The white ones are from my stash and the black ones are from mom’s. So the lesson here is, no matter what random thing you are holding onto for crafting purposes, someone else has the same thing. And they are probably closer than you think.