i have to say, i kinda like being mr. pickle. it's like being on vacation, kind of. maybe that makes no sense at all. but, i go to the market, get food, bring it back here, have a little lunch, chat with the peeps, sell a few things, and while i do come down here and hang out sometimes, it's different running the show. and while it is fun in a weird way, the setting up of the show cases every morning blows. the main window show cases have to be emptied every night so people can't do a smash and grab in the night....and it all has t go in the safe and then back out and put back on display every morning...i try and make it look nice but sometimes the necklaces can be a pain and .....oh...i think i may just be a little off this morning. i had to go and see my accountant this morning and see what the government needs from me in the way of a large cheque, and the weather has changed which always brings with it a nice pressure headache and congestion ....so, good times.
yesterday before coming to the pickle i mangaed to knock-off three lawns before coming here and getting into the swing of selling some jingus. i'm going to get a couple done after pickling tomorrow and then in the morning before pickling saturday and sunday....i know, set your clocks and write it all down, pretty exciting stuff...
more later...i need a snack.
i love you.
g. xo
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