Today I had a meltdown, like a six year old might, when my project didn't end up looking how I wanted it to look!
The day started well with me managing to scrounge some nuts and bolts off my Husbands friend - I am trying very hard not to purchase a single thing towards the making of this clock, so if I don't personally have what I need I will ask other people if they have it. If they don't I will have to rethink my plan.
I then had to mark off where to drill on my ring, and the piece that would sit underneath, and find a drill bit large enough to accommodate the bolt. My first attempt at drilling a hole wasn't massively successful as the wood all chipped badly on the back.
And this is where my meltdown began..... why I even attempted it in the first place is beyond me, I know my handwriting is complete scrawl.
I type, I have no need to write. Maybe that's a skill I should work on for the future.
The worst bit was, I didn't actually have my meltdown at this point, where it would have been much easier to rectify... no, I waited until I had glued all the wood into place on the glass bottles and screwed all the bolts tightly into place too. THEN I decided to have my tantrum.
I decided to pour myself a rather large glass of wine and put it all away to deal with another day.