So today is a shop day.  As in, I am normally obligated to go into the shop and sit there from one to at least six, but usually on a Friday it winds up close to 8-9 pm.  In June, somehow it was decided that I can't use the back air conditioner anymore, because it draws too much electric.  So, to make a long story short, it's hot, stuffy, and it fucking stinks.  The cat shits all over the floor downstairs below my shop-space, and without AC...ugh.  And no, I don't clean up after the cat anymore.

Lately, I just go in 20 minutes before an appointment, to set up.  Today is no different.  Lauri is coming in at 4:30, I'm going to leave here around 3:30.  

I woke up feeling good, rested, and ready for the weekend.  Most people greet weekends with glee, as a restful couple of days, I have the opposite. Tomorrow and Sunday are typically shop days too. Most of my procrastination issues center around going into work, and not the actual work part, but the dread of just being in the shop, and dealing with the most toxic person I know, Meredith.  I'm going to bring this up with Nancy on Monday.  If I didn't have an 'appointment' with a friend, I wouldn't even go.  I even have to frame it as an appointment, when really this woman is a neighbor, and will mosey on down some Friday nights, just to hang out.  She brings a bottle of wine, we smoke weed, I do some funtime readings, and I don't charge her.  Her husband tips me in Sour Diesel, and generally they'll bring me treats, food, but their company is enough.  If I'm not driving, then they'll bring me booze, too.  My favorite kind of customers.  If it didn't attract the wrong element, I'd put on my sign "will work for weed, food, and booze.".  But the point is, I have to write it in the planner or else I'll find myself canceling, which is stupid, because they're good friends, not customers, and I look forward to seeing them whenever I can.


Today it's about 80 in here, but with all the fans going it's super comfortable.  Still a little moist for a full face, so it's a lipstick and mascara day...only red lipstick today.  I take a selfie or two every day, because I'm trying to get used to seeing myself in pictures.  I have no problem wiggling into a bathing suit and taking it on the road, but I do struggle with photos, and my image online.  So, here's to conquering that.   This is what I have to work with today.  I'm changing into one of my bazillion black sundresses when I go out.   On a scale of 1-10. I give about 3 fucks today.