I attempted to be optimistic about the rainy, cold weather that was scheduled to dampen weekend spirits, but my optimism failed me. On my way to the doctor Frid


Saturday involved finishing off a few projects, taking pictures of them, and posting them in the shop. After that burst of early morning efficiency, my productivity went south. Sometime in the late afternoon, I made the diffi
cult decision to rest my eyes for a few minutes. Well, two hours and many vivid dreams later, I finally dragged myself out of bed. In my grogginess, I decided that a mint chocolate chip milkshake was a dinnertime necessity. Sometimes a girl needs ice cream for dinner. You understand, don't you?

Sunday wasn't much different. I engaged in some successful retail therapy and found a
couple of great display pieces for my craft fair table. I also self-medicated with some item's off of the Wendy's Value Menu and bought a lovely new book. After reading myself to sleep, I awoke this morning feeling refreshed and looking forward to my first glass of iced coffee. The optimism has returned.
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