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Nov. 28th, 2020 08:23 amspent some time writing a long post about how frustrating work was yesterday...but what's the point. I cried. What's the point. Delete.
Better things.
I found an online watercolor bird class that was on sale of $9.99. It starts next week. It looked interesting.
I watch a show where an artist visited Bali. He met 3 brothers who are artists. All three are disabled. They have Glass bone syndrome. They had a small gallery. Their art was colorful. Some showed the hardship that they had gone through, but most showed a lot of hope and happiness.
I turned on a craft show and saw someone making jewelry with cotton pearls. They are compressed cotton that is lacquered to a high shine. Id like to try work with these.
Today I want to go out and finish my store Christmas shopping...its picking up some gift cards and a trip to the liquor store. Cyber Monday I will see if I can get a deal on a TV for Dad to have in his bedroom. Then it's all done.
I may have sold a Christmas tree. I donated one for the local breakfast diner's window because they are really good to Dad... they let him hang there in non covid times. They were kind to him when Ma passed. All the old guys that sat at the counter knew how he felt as they also lost their wives.
Better things.
I found an online watercolor bird class that was on sale of $9.99. It starts next week. It looked interesting.
I watch a show where an artist visited Bali. He met 3 brothers who are artists. All three are disabled. They have Glass bone syndrome. They had a small gallery. Their art was colorful. Some showed the hardship that they had gone through, but most showed a lot of hope and happiness.
I turned on a craft show and saw someone making jewelry with cotton pearls. They are compressed cotton that is lacquered to a high shine. Id like to try work with these.
Today I want to go out and finish my store Christmas shopping...its picking up some gift cards and a trip to the liquor store. Cyber Monday I will see if I can get a deal on a TV for Dad to have in his bedroom. Then it's all done.
I may have sold a Christmas tree. I donated one for the local breakfast diner's window because they are really good to Dad... they let him hang there in non covid times. They were kind to him when Ma passed. All the old guys that sat at the counter knew how he felt as they also lost their wives.
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Date: 2020-11-28 08:43 pm (UTC)