Can Modge Podge Kill Brain Cells?

It started out as a good idea. In my head, it sounded easy. In reality, I think I shaved off another inch of my sanity. I started on Thursday night and finished late Saturday afternoon. I stood at my kitchen counter so long, that I stopped counting after 14 hours. I. Kid. You. Not.


Countdown Blocks for teacher/friend gifts and personalized stars for the primary kids. My arm is numb from the shoulder down. Todd told me I should wear a sling to church and tell people I have 'modge podge arm'.

When I first stumbled onto the Countdown Blocks online, I knew that I could make them cheaper and cuter. I even roped my sister into helping me (along with her Cricut machine). I had no idea that my great idea would be so painfully labor intensive. Again I repeat, 14 hours plus.


When I swiped the last block on Saturday afternoon, I told Addie she could scream for me because I was too tired. She looked at me and said, "What if someone tells you they like it and then they go in their house and throw it in the garbage?" I almost covered her mouth with duct tape, but I couldn't lift my arms.


We're officially counting down the days. Only 12 more to go. My Christmas wish just might involve never having to use modge podge again. Next year I'm simply buying chocolate. At least it won't be thrown in the garbage.