How Am I Doing? You'll Be Sorry You Asked.

There's a whole mess of jewelry that I've made just sitting around doing nothing. I need to get on this right away by taking dozens of pictures and posting them at my two selling sites that nobody visits. It doesn't bother me that no one visits my Etsy and Artfire shops-- much. Selling stuff on the internet is a whole lot easier than selling to people. The process is easier, I mean. I sell more in person but I wish I sold more on line. Selling on line means I get the only exercise I'm ever going to get walking the mile and a half to the post office. Selling face to face is not for me. I am far too cantankerous, mean and sarcastic. I try really, really hard to suffer fools, if not gladly, than tolerantly. I succeed most of the time.


This week I'm going to tend to my yard. The weather has been absurdly beautiful, fooling my yard into thinking it must be May. It needs a spring cleaning. Yes, I know spring doesn't start until tomorrow but why waste another beautiful, sunshiny day? Plus sunshiny means bitchin' jewelry pics. Hell, while I'm out there I may just start the grill. Especially since my oven doesn't work. Not since I cleaned it-- or tried to. I put the sucker on 'clean' but it never got very hot. And now it doesn't get hot at all but sure smells gassy.


Totally gave up on de-carpeting the stairs. That fucker clings like an ex-boyfriend who thinks you have money. How long have I been at that thing? I have two steps cleared. Except for the part around the bannister. How in the hell did they put the carpet on there? I'm about to use fire on that summbitch. I could too! The oven doesn't work but the stove still does.


I need a bit of Zen. That's what gardening is for. These are in the front bed waiting to keep me company while I clear out the old dried weeds.

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