Patty (Aunt Patty to kitty Velcro) came yesterday to teach me to bead crochet. Turns out all the stuff I was pulling out was right after all. It just looks like crap for the first few rows and then all comes together. So for all my whining and complaining, I was OK after all.
Now I just have to get all the seed beads I want at Mari’s Trunk Sale on Saturday. I never do anything halfheartedly so the hundreds of tubes of seed beads I already have just won’t do. I’ll have to have hundreds of tubes more to make me happy. Can you ever have too many beads–seed or otherwise? It’s like having too much glass. Impossible.