Here it is Thursday.
So much for the every day in December challenge.
I should have said "almost" every day of December.
Tuesdays I help out a friend at her office, and yesterday... well yesterday just went to 'Hell In A Hand Basket'. Does anyone say that anymore?
It was all fine in the beginning. The morning started with a DEEP cleaning of our bedroom, then scrubbed the bathroom, sorted out some cupboards in the kitchen, and a took care of a few loads of laundry. I left for town about noonish, just to pick up a few things at the store, and didn't make it home until after 3 o'clock!
Really- what happened? I have NO idea.
I ended up getting some bright idea to stop at a few places for Christmas shopping, which I might add turned into a lose, lose idea.
You know, I'm really just not a public shopper. I'd much rather shop on-line, where no one is breathing down my neck in the isle and trying to shove themselves by me.
Seriously people... come on... we're all in this together. BE NICE! and SMILE.
Oh- and another gripe....
(and before I state this, I love my dogs, cats, and horses very much)
but... the past several times, in both Walmart & Raley's, I have seen people bringing their dogs into the store, putting them in the basket.
I have an medium sized dog, Mini Aussie, is it ok if I bring him into the store with me? Or does the dog have to fit in the basket? Tell me, what is the criteria?
That's it! I'm making him a Service Vest so he can accompany me to the store.
Or how about-I just bring my horse(s) with me to the store next time?
Would anyone mind? After all it is my pet. Oh- and I promise to clean up after it!
Besides, think of the money I would save on gas if I just rode into town on the horse.
As Caveman always says, "Horses need to be fed every day whether you use them or not, as opposed to
the car that doesn't need gas if it's not being used'.
I'm guessing he has a point there.
Alright- enough ranting.
Today.... I'm still crafting items for the craft fair. Therefore, my dinning table looks just the same as the other day, well actually worse. So bad, in fact, that I have to re-organize it before I can even start working again.
Saddle up Cowboy, I'm a comin to town.
The Girasole Lady