The aftermath of a series of disasters

I hate this stencil and why I continue to use it 

totally baffles me.

It has never worked out from Day 1

 though I might be leaning toward operator error I'm still not convinced it isn't evil.

Oh I spritsed, painted and daubed to no avail on other projects. I basically ended up deep sixing most of them. However, hope springs eternal.

I had this page almost done when I decided that it needed something more.

All due respect to the stupid stencil I laid against the page, it looked like it would fill the void because heaven forbid there be a couple of "blank spots on my page. In hindsight, I should've just stapled the stencil to the page. However, I would've needed two for balance you know. And in checking out the end result,  I thought the page looked really dumb and couldn't figure out how to fix it. 

Being in a really really annoyed mood didn't help.

So I plucked out some bazzil and stamped the brick because I liked that. I then proceeded to drop the newly stamped paper on the floor and rolled over it trying to retrieve it. Once retreived I managed to spill coffee all over it. 

 I really should've called it a day.

But I persevered.

 Because darnit I wanted to make a page and no scrapper worth his/her salt

tosses in the patterned paper.

In deference to all the manmade and natural disasters I had going on, I decided to keep it simple.

And it worked for the most part as I had bir, allowing me to complete the page

without anything untoward rearing its ugly head.

I did add the "celebrate" stamp this morning - erring on the side of caution and waiting

overnight to make sure the bad juju left the building.

I was going to add it to the other side of the long yellow card,

but I didn't want to press my luck. 

bwack bwack. 

LOL!!

Today I shall endeavor to create a page where disasters would not be noticeable.

My foot, is doing pretty good.

I need to learn to walk again - my gait is more like a waffling crab

than a, dare I say it, normal pace. 

Its weird when your brain has you muttering

"walk, walk, walk"

in a cadence.