I've been treating myself to a few things today ... things which, on paper, I'm probably too old to have been excited to find. But who cares?
First up is a pack of animal print card:
I have a thing for animal print [as I confessed to in this post, remember?] so it was inevitable that they'd find their way into my grubby hands anyway ... but it was a certainty once I spotted the cute die-cuts they'd included ... I guess it's in case we can't work out which print came from which animal:
- [a] when would I ever get time to make anything to sell and
- [b] I don't actually have a business plan ...
But they're just minor points ... I still like the idea of naps being beneficial to business and since then I have had 2 nights sleep and sold 2 more items ... so there may be life in the idea yet!
All day, since buying it, I've been trying to decide on two things:
1. Whether or not to go back to the shop and buy up their entire remaining stock ... and ....
2. Whether or not, if I had the entire set of letters at my disposal, I'd be able to resist the temptation to, every once in a while, spell out swear words across them. You know? For fun? In which case, I'd better check there's at least 3 'F's left before I buy them up ... just in case.
OK, I'm going to skulk off now before you wash your hands of me ... and so I can go and smirk at the thought of having 'OFF' spelled out across my left wrist while ... oh, you get the picture ...
See you tomorrow. [I'm sending myself to bed for bad behaviour ...]