To crop or not to crop...

That is the question, thank you dear William Shakespeare for such a fine phrase of questioning... That is what I was pondering tonight. After suffering two weeks of insomnia by readjusting medications, college pressure, not to mention the stuff that's going on at the house, both here and in FL... wheee.. I was feeling rather frazzled. Barb, Sonda, and Jenn were scrapping at the Corner, and I saw Jenn earlier today and told her I may come in... right now it's 10... don't think I'm going to make it. Since I got my studio set up and everything's in place, I don't really feel like packing everything up and going. I know, I don't have to pack everything up, but the thing is... well... I do. I get inspired to do something and I want to just do it, I don't want to have to wait til I get home, then the idea will totally pass through my brain, or whatever's left of it after Kroenkhe's math class. It was raining... that doesn't help either. Thinking about hosting a crop at my house. Now THAT would be fun.