Let There Be Work!

Coffee in the Kavarna Cafe (formerly Jupiter Coffee) go cup (a super size Dancing Goats blend--very dark--with an extra shot of espresso. Hey, if it can make goats dance...), "Electric Barbarella" by Duran Duran on iTunes. I am back from Dropping Jessie at school, putting up her Superstar board and reading two stories to her class. I go back at 2:30 with cupcakes... (The Enjolie perfume song plays in the background again).

Yesterday I was a Mommy all day. I did nothing but work on J's Superstar board... for 16 hours. I got up at 4:30 in a panic because I hadn't done anything on it all weekend. The weekend was given over to three birthday parties (with two more coming up this weekend and next) including one at our house with silly string and a pinata and an elaborate dinner cooked by Dave. I swear the end of May is busier for me than Christmas with all the parties and celebrating. But back to J's board: Who know choosing photos, printing photos, cropping photos, taping photos to bulletin board paper, creating captions for photos, printing captions, cropping captions, taping captions to bulletin board paper, outlining groups of photos in ribbon, and writing a "here's me" page about J. could take so long! I thought, two hours, tops. Hah.

My glass delivery came yesterday too, just had it dropped on the pad outside the studio annex (i.e., on the driveway outside the garage) and I'll unpack it (get Sophie the Intern to unpack it) today. Another order came in over the wonderful Internet yesterday--my first one through Wholesalecrafts.com! It is one of my current customers, but it highlights my continued need for an online catalog and a complete set-up on WC.com. Maybe next week.

Today, into the oven--with new shelves so I don't have to worry about the warped shelves curving panels which are supposed to be flat. I have no idea where I am in my firing schedule, but I know it's behind. But I don't regret a second of yesterday, the weekend past or the weekend to come. Some things will wait, some things shouldn't have to. This is J's week to be the class Superstar (the last one of the school year) and a crappy bulletin board would just not do.