It was weirdly quiet with not a soul walking through the door until almost midday.
The last 2 hours provided good sales. They didn’t make up for yesterday but were satisfying just the same.
I was able to complete a few more fiddly jobs that I’ve put off for a while and I took delivery of some colourful cotton jumpers that needed sorting, pricing, photographing and displaying.
The day passed quickly, as usual.
I was picked up by the Silver Mermaid at 2.45pm for what was supposed to be an afternoon of art + beverages out at Raintree Acres, but instead it turned out to be just beverages!
Three hours of fun and frivolity with a bunch of hilarious women. Fun and exhausting!
I was one of the first to leave and was grateful for a lift home with The Motivator. Who knows how long those crazy women will carry on for, but I am definitely getting too old for playing hard and all I could think about was ‘how soon is too soon for bed?’ 🥴
Sad but true.
Speaking of ‘too old’ ...
Vegan Chickie and I have been looking at photos of ourselves from ten years ago compared to today. She has aged beautifully...
While I have begun the downhill slide into aged oblivion...
The photo with baby Chicklet was ten years ago (aged 50). The photo with me wearing a cap was 16 yrs ago (aged 45) and the pic on the left was taken 3 weeks ago (aged 60 + 10 months).
Bit of a shock to the system! But I’m alive and that’s always good 🤗
This week is the start of the NRL footy season, which Adoring Husband and I are very excited about and I started up the family footy tipping competition again.
Three games have already been played and I’ve only tipped one correctly so far. Not a great start but there is a long way to go!
Now it’s time to sleep. I’m feeling very weary.
I choose 1 and 14.
Nite all.
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