As per usual, I was up in the middle of the night, finishing up the instructions for tonight's class. That means there's a nap in my future this afternoon before I go to teach. Afterward I'm going to catch Doyle Bramhall's show at the Continental Club with a friend.
Then tomorrow I'm back to kits, kits, kits!! I've got a few big orders of beads arriving probably Monday. One more set of instructions to knock out for Tuesday night's new class. Oh! I forgot to mention my big accomplishment from yesterday!
It started out when I was looking for some particular beads to make an additional sample for tonight's class. I knew I'd picked out beads, put them in a bag, and labeled it with the project name. If I don't label and corral the beads, I'm sunk. I never remember why I bought them otherwise and then I have to start all over picking out beads. Anyway, I knew that bag was around here somewhere, but I couldn't find it. So in a hissy fit of frustration while looking for them, I started cleaning up beads. And cleaning. And cleaning. And voila - after a while - I found the dining room table top that hasn't been seen since October! Complete with a disgusting amount of dust. I hearby vow to not let things get that bad again. I've waste so many hours looking for things that are "lost" when in reality they're just buried.
The Bead Room needs some major reorganization to make it more efficient, but that's going to have to wait until late June to happen. That will help a LOT.
Mom spent the morning outside decimating the landscaping on the side of our house. When we bought the house the landscaping had been allowed to get grossly overgrown and Mom's steadily bringing it back or ripping it out. Today was total rip out. She's dangerous with a power tool in her hand.