I think of myself as a dreamer. Some look down on dreamers because they feel that a dreamer does not have a grip on reality. I beg to differ. I have a fantastic grip on reality, but without my dreams, I would become a cynical hag. I most likely drive people crazy with all my hair brained ideas for business ventures, or a craft I want to make, or home decorating. Sure, I probably won't get to do or make them all, but the excitement of wanting to, and sharing that excitement with someone, is a thing that makes life fun, and, yes, even bearable. I spent the day looking through smocking magazines with a friend. I found probably fifty new things I would like to make. Truth be told, I will be lucky to make one. But it gladdens a woman's heart to dream about making beautiful things with her hands.
Those people I talked about earlier that look down on dreamers, they are usually the type who are addicted to work, always on the go. They have no time to stop and smell the roses and then dream about making curtains that are embroidered with hundreds of bouillon roses of the same color. I will bet any money those same persons will die much younger than a dreamer. Here is my advice: do yourself a favor. Buy a craft book of any kind, look through it, and dream up enough crafts to keep you busy for the next five years. Maybe you won't make them all, but you should make it a point to make at least one.
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