Quiet morning — I’ve been straightening up the basement studio, which got pretty messy the last week as I was focused on prepping for the native garden walk yesterday. Also finishing up some pieces — dropped off Brie Maldonado’s little flower world bottle stopper at Sprout with Laurette Stefani Anderson (thanks!).

I gave a polish to the little pansy and fern table that a customer is picking up today. I figured out a place where it actually works quite well on my porch, so I guess I have to make myself another table to go there. 🙂 The colors work well with the curtains and the lounger cushion, so I think I’ll just make a similar sort of table for myself at some point.

I’ve had a few problems with orders lately — I packed the wrong things into one order and just barely managed to catch Eliana Callan before she dropped it at the post office, so I need to re-do that one. And we have completely lost track of another box — it was shipped to the wrong address first (our mistake), but when it came back, I would have sworn we re-labelled it and re-shipped it, but we have no record of the new label in our files, and no sign of the box. I’m wondering if we shipped it to someone else by mistake? Well, if someone gets a mysterious hellebore tray, I hope you enjoy it. So sorry, Rina.

I’m really not good with the meticulous part of the job — no one has ever used the word meticulous to describe me! Can I just ask people to have patience with my flaky creative self? I think I must. But it does make me a little crazy — there’s apparently a part of my brain that is convinced I must do everything with extreme competence.

Trying to be more patient with my failings, especially as I get older and my memory is clearly going a bit. I am really losing track of faces and names — if I run into you somewhere and have no idea who you are, please do remind me, especially if I seem to be trying to cover a blank, slightly panicked expression.

This is one reason why I wouldn’t mind having a chip in my head, that could just remind me of such things. I just don’t want to be a beta tester for it…

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