Of course my inspiration fairy comes and slaps me upside the head at 2 AM. I should be getting to bed because I have to me a mommy at 7AM.
But all the sudden I get that feeling that my heart just might burst if I do not follow where this is leading me now.
I know what I need to do with my soup, all the beads are talking to me at once telling me their story.
Then the next step. How do I construct my project? Its 2:30 and I really need to sleep, but I know this will be jumping up and down in my head like kids in a bouncy house until I figure out what to do.
I need a substantial structure to hold everything together. I am lucky that I found a roll of steel wire while rummaging in my bead boxes.
Ok now I am on a roll- its eight go to bed or stay up all night and work.
I choose sleep only because I will be less cranky in the morning as I push my daughter out the door and dive back into my beads.