baubles from hell.

i was up late last night. i was finishing pieces, starting new ones. trying to label stuff but finding my pen inadequate. and then when we finally went to bed, i tried reading myself to sleep, but my thoughts kept getting in the way. will i have enough food? i still need to get plates. and napkins. and soda! and wine so i can make sangria. so i guess i need fruit. ack!

i need to clean the litter box. it'd be easier if they used the toilet. there's even one in the basement, a scant 12 feet away from the litter box. i'm just sayin.

i need to wash the kitchen rug and the bathroom rug. i need to leave here early today so i can start the cleaning. chairs... we'll need to move some of the chairs from the dining room and into the living room.

i was thinking about grouping things by color, instead of "here are necklaces, here are bracelets," etc. that way there's not one person holding up the line, looking at the earrings. and i'm going to use the china and crystal to display it. maybe intersperse it all with the food? ooh, i'll use the antique cake plate to display the moon pies. love them. and the cake plate is blue.

i can't organize all my beads tonight... i'd never get to sleep. but i should probably have them out and available in case people want to look, and maybe custom-order something.

BK said she probably can't make it. that kinda sucks.

feh. i have work to do. i'm gonna go do it. then i'll get out of here early, and go make my house perfect. or as perfect as it can be. or i'll make sangria and nobody will notice the house's imperfections. (no, jen, they're not coming for the house. they're coming because they want to play with shiny things. stfu+gbtw.)