I think making candles is my therapy. Baking is also a great therapy for me as well as gardening but I think, no I’m quite certain, that crafting these bakery candles has become something I actually do when the world starts spinning too fast.
I mentioned in my last post that I’ve been dealing with a few things. One of those things (on a somewhat smaller scale compared to the others) is that my washer and dryer both went out. I’m not sure if that’s something that the average person would just blow off but I’m talking about the only washer and dryer for a family of 12! If you could only see my laundry room, you probably wouldn’t know whether to shriek or burst into tears. I’m on a strict laundry schedule folks. I have to wash a minimum of four loads of laundry daily or the laundry monster is taking over. It sort of makes me wonder why we all don’t go back to having a select few items to wear, one or two items for every occasion in similar colors, to reduce the laundry loads! That’ll never happen.
That brings me back to candle therapy. I’m going to spend this afternoon making my Valentine’s Day candles and wax tarts. I’m hoping that I can shift some of that frustration into creating some really pieces to put up on Etsy. On a somewhat brighter note, I’ve managed to somehow come up with a few creations that sell really nicely during these times of frustration when I’ve had candle therapy. I’m hoping that happens again! So the afternoon begins and I’m off to look at the laundry one more time so that I can get my creative juices flowing. Is that odd to torture yourself to become creative?