I'm sitting at my desk and I get a call from the receptionist ... a box was just delivered for me. I couldn't imagine what it was. Perhaps something for one of my attys. No. It was addressed to me. And upon further inspection ... A CRICUT Expression. I had ordered it one of those nights I couldn't sleep.
Now just what in the hay do I think I'm going to do with this. I use fabric. I sew. I make dolls. I make quilts. I haven't a clue where to begin creating with paper.
Oh well, I have 30 days to try it out and if I'm not satisfied, I can return it.