I'm such a genius. I do this thing where I put important stuff in a special place so that I never forget where it is. Only I ALWAYS forget where that is and it's ALWAYS a really stupid place to put things. I never get better at remembering and the special places just get more and more ridiculous. For instance - I found the above two original Tiny Arts in the pages of one of Dan's tax textbooks in our hidden bookshelf. ACCIDENTALLY. And only because I was moving the book and they fell to the floor. A tax textbook?? NOT ONLY WAS THAT REALLY STUPID - but it also meant that they didn't find new homes during our Garage Sale of the Century. Bummer. Since I promised never to do a Garage Sale of the Century again - I'm putting these two on the market for $50 each. Tiny Art 112 on the left. Tiny Art 113 on the right. BOTH ARE SOLD - THANKS! (That's half the original price of $100 each for Tiny Art originals, but not as cheap as the originals were going at the Garage Sale.) It's a hump-day deal.
If they interest you - email me. (Tiny Art 112 + 113 are now SOLD. Thank you so much!)
Today: I am off in a cloud of ultra-crazy-productive dust because I decided to go back to coffee. I am too tired to be bummed out and in a fog without it. Oh, yeah I'm disappointed in myself. Shame on me. I was hoping to rid my body of the nastiness, but until Penn is sleeping like a normal kid and I can get more than 2 hours of zzzzz's in a row - I will just have to cut out crystal meth instead. I'm kidding. I could never cut crystal meth. Ha. I'm super kidding. I'm not a drug kinda gal. BUT, I am a nice cup of warm-coffee-in-the-morning kind of mama. I'm off to streamline, paint, courier and attack a couple more lists and TO-DOs.
I'm rolling. GO!