I've been doing a lot of cleaning. Yesterday, I vacuumed from one end of the place to the other. Boy, did I cringe listening to the clink clink sound of little beads being sucked up the nozzle. Yes, I spilled them all again. Funny how you think you've gotten them all until you vacuum.
Then I started to pack my case for my new jewelry class coming up. Not too sure what to pack. So, I'm bringing everything. I was informed that there wasn't enough people signed up in both of my teacher's classes. So she's combining them. I think I'm getting the short end of stick. Wire wrapping. Does that sound like beading? Hopefully, she can make adjustments. I do know she is a good teacher. At first I panicked. Almost called to cancel altogether. But then I relented. Maybe I'll learn something. It's not what I wanted, but I'll probably be able to incorporate it into my artwork. I'm scared.
So originally, I knew what to bring. After the call though, I made a mad dash back to the craft store. Bought all the different types of wire they had. Thin wire, thick wire, wire coated in silver. Is that silver wire? I'll tell you after the class. Now I'm more nervous than ever, but a glimmer of excitement is peaking through.
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