Decorating our Victorian home for Christmas 7

It made me ecstatic.  And then plunged me into despair.   Because I have no more crafts.  And? I will not go back, people. I will not go back into the darkness. The cave of obscurity.  Do you understand me? I WILL NOT GO BACK. Forget my life.  Forget thinking of stuff to write about.  Bring me yarn.  Bring me bark.  Bring me faux berries.  I will craft them into something delightful for you.