I woke up today, happy to be alive. This is a new feeling. Most of my life I've hated waking up.
I've been making a list of things I want to accomplish in a week. It's not a lot. I should probably do it day by day, but I tried that and eventually stopped trying. A week works better for me. So I sewed a little yesterday, started a new wristlet, another Westie. I'm not going to try to make up another pattern until I streamline this one. Sometimes I just can't remember how I made something. I'm glad the ones I have haven't sold yet, or I'd be lost. I need to write better instructions.
I'm also thinking I'm going to need to raise the prices of some of my items. I'll have to do a better job of charting how long it takes to make the different things and the cost of materials.
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I took this one a few Sundays ago, when I walked to the PO. It's a tree near town hall.
