I made time.
I didn't want to. I wanted to be selfish with my time. Hang out with my boyfriend, watch a movie, read the latest Stephani Meyer book (yeah, the one I pre-ordered a couple months ago and still haven't opened). I wanted to use my time to do the things I wanted to do.
But my mom's been asking me for help cutting words out for the crafts she's doing for the fair in a few months. She and one of her friends have been asking to borrow my new Cricut machine - which I don't mind - but they want me to teach them how to use it.
So I chose to make the time to help them. To sacrifice the wants I had for my evening and teach them how to use the machine that would help them continue their projects. Sometimes the small things are the hardest for me to do. :(
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