Please tell me I am not the only person who feels this way.
Yesterday I went to the craft store (Micheal's) to buy a few items for my gifting needs. And as I walked through the store I experienced a huge feeling of inadequacy. Not from any person or any outside influence. Purely from within. When I am in a store like that, I want to be crafty. I want to the woman who just whips out a bow that perfectly matches her daughter's outfit, that was sewn by me too. I want to make the bracelet or necklace that would make just the right statement. I see all the basics of Christmas decorations--the ribbons, the garland, and so on, and I want to make that wreath that fits right in with the decor.
Instead, I bring home the pre-made wreath and hope it works. I look at all of the ribbon and imagine it on my girl's head, but it stays on the shelf. I look at the beads and think about how pretty they are, but that I wouldn't even know where to begin to make something. And I go home. And the feeling passes. That's all it is, just a passing fancy while I'm in the craft store.
But man what a strong urge it is while I'm in the in store.
As for the scrapbooking section, I don't even give it a glance. I know I won't ever be a scrapbooker and it doesn't bother me. But apparently I'm still harboring hopes of waking up as a younger, hipper (yeah, right) Martha Stewart.
I'll let you know when it happens.