Fortunately, I'm not so mercurial in all aspects of my life, as my long-suffering hubby (he of the 20 years not out headline) can testify. It was 20 years last week since we met on the eve of the 1990 Monsters of Rock festival, and we still haven't killed each other - although maybe if he'd known that 20 years down the line he'd be picking seed beads and pieces of wire from the soles of his feet, it might have been a different story...
Anyway, if anyone has any suggestions for my next wirework project, they'll all be gratefully received - hubby has suggested a skull and crossbones, so I may give that a go...