What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
Like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore--
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over--
like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?
That's how I feel today......
I have to put my show on hold until January
because the lady with the booth didn't call me until yesterday....
and wanted me ready in less than a week (not gonna happen.)
My etsy shop is up
but not running.
I'm waiting on my banner and get most
(notice I didn't say all)
of the kinks out in regards to policies and shipping
before I list my items.
I have always been one to set goals for myself.
ALWAYYSSS...ask my sis.
I hate....H-A-T-E when I don't accomplish it by then.
I have finally gotten halloween all packed away.
(by the way, spanish moss is my arch nemesis.)
I am currently decorating for Christmas
and will have new pics up later this week.
I just feel a little behind the eight ball
and it's getting me down in the dumps.
I'm gonna sit right down and have one of these...
while hugging these....
and throw my self a good, old fashioned pity party.
I haven't done it in a veryyyyyy loooooong time.
You're all welcome to come.
Just put on your best sweats,
grab some tissue
and join in!!!
I gotta go find a chick flick now....
and wash my glass.
(wine and dust don't do well together...trust me.)