Good (almost) afternoon cadets! I trust you all had a wonderful weekend. Was it as fabulously, unseasonably warm where you are as it was here in Georgia? It has been in the upper 70s, lower 80s since Thursday and I am loving it (I'm also gloating and for that, I apologize).
My break last week from the blogverse was much, much needed. For some reason, just that small amount (very, very small amount) of my online time, removed, helped me think better, clearer, and get more done. And boy did I ever need a bit more time last week!
First of all, a funny story for your enjoyment. About five years ago I worked at an herb shop in the area. One of the ladies I worked with quit about three months prior to my leaving and went to work at another herb shop across town. I would pop in from time to time over the next few years, to pick up vitamins, say "hi", and catch up.
Two Fridays ago, I did just that and, lo! My friend was there. She's not supposed to work Fridays but there she was, waving and commenting on my now short, dark hair (which she remembers as blond and somewhat long). As we were talking, she asked what I was doing now, if I was working and suddenly grabbed my hands and asked, "Do you want a job?!?" She nearly leaped across the counter.
Needless to say I was a bit befuddled. As I tried questioning her about it, she dragged me back to where the owner was sitting, placing an order on the phone. My friend pointed to her, then at me, then they both gave two big thumbs up. "Uh oh" I thought. "I've been Shanghaied!" Turns out, they've been needing some part time help for some time and were just talking about who to hire when I walked in the door. Turns out the only day I can work is Friday. Turns out that's exactly the day they needed an extra body in the store.
I'm back in the herb industry! At least one day a week. A little extra money and some real people to talk to (as opposed to all my characters and my cat) has never hurt any writer that I know of.
On top of that, our friendly neighborhood Visual Arts Society had our first art in the park showing. We were able to set up a tent, display our art, and solicit new members at our annual -are you ready for this?- Yellow Pollen Festival. No joke. Here in Hampton we have a festival to celebrate the advent of pollen season. Hey, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em!
On top of THAT, and in conjunction with that, I got to display some of my folk art for the first time and realized that THIS is what I should be pursuing in my spare time instead of some of the other types of art I've tried in the past. I'll be focusing on that and keeping you updated on how that goes. Hopefully, within the next few months, I'll have a little online shop to call my own.
As if that wasn't enough, we helped out at my father-in-laws' retirement part, discovered that writing a literary criticism frowns highly upon the use of direct quotations, got hit in the face with a BRILLIANT new story idea and started a training program called Couch to 5K.
Yeah. I'm pretty much insane.
How was your week/weekend?
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