I turn 48 years old tomorrow. I feel so old. So far, there’s not much I like about being this age…and unemployed. Shitty year so far to say the least. But my daughter (and the UPS dude) just SERIOUSLY made my day. A big box of assorted creativity whatchamacallits just arrived and I’m giggling like a little school girl. Eeeeeee! Excitement. And now my Friday doesn’t stink at all anymore.
Smudgers, charcoals, pastels, glitter spray, pencils, markers, blank bookmarks, canvas pad. I’M IN HEAVEN!