So When Do I Start to SEW?

I've been very busy cleaning out my sewing room, deciding which dolls to keep as models and which to repaint to sell and which to sell just to get some space to work...so when do I start to SEW?

Designing, sewing, making scenery or at least photo-shoot sets, taking the photos, in short the art part of all this dolly thing is what I really want to do. I have enough material to make doll fashions for zillions of dolls and no time to make even one outfit. How discouraging is that?!

But also how challenging, I say to my Self. Self is a bit of a complainer and I have to buck her up now and again with a big talking-to. Now is one of those times. Self does not want to clean out the sewing room. Self does not want to go through the boxes and decide which dolls need to be sent to homes where they will be appreciated instead of staying in there in the dark—most of them "stitch-starch nekkid"—waiting patiently ( I hope!) for their moment in the limelight. They are movie stars, fashion designers, models, even the odd superhero like Batman and Wonder Woman. How long can they stay tucked away from the fame, glamor and intrigue they are meant to enjoy? And for which they must be dressed to perfection? What a responsibility I have! If only Self would cooperate, even just a little.

It is a battle, I must say. But I am willing to fight it, if only to remind Self that "a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to rest, then your poverty will come as a robber and your want like an armed man." Eek! Scary, I say—very, very scary! I do know that Self is frightened ridiculously of poverty. If anything will get her up off her...uh...chair, the thought of having to give up ALL of her little pleasures... the occasional ice cream sundae or chocolate eclair, a good show at a good local theatre company once in a while, going to a really nice restaurant on her birthday (she hopes DH is reading this blog as that particular day is hovering on the near horizon)...are dear to her heart. I'll give her some credit. She isn't really much of a spendthrift although I do claim about 2/3rds of the dollies I have too many of are her fault! We won't go into the "props" she buys at thrift stores and on e-Bay! And did I mention the fashion books???

Well, sometimes, even with the threat of poverty hanging over her (and therefore MY) head, a little sleep, a little slumber is what we really need right now.

So, see you soon—and when next we meet, I really will have started to SEW!!!

(And I'd better as I have set myself to get this shop on the web in a mere....eeeeek!....twenty days!)