All Tuckered Out

I'm tired. It was a long four hours at the Market on Military today. Every time I sat down someone came by so I popped up to ask if they wanted a book. Most of them said no but enough of them said yes that I consider the day a success. I sold another of the cover misprinted Open For Business copies so there's only 3 more to go! All of the upping and downing was good for my knees but standing that much made my lower back ache something fierce. It took at least two hours after I got home for me to think about taking Tylenol. That helped a lot but I wish I'd have thought of it sooner.

While I waited for the pills to take effect I drew. This is the second class in The Art of Doodling (I remembered the name!). He's still got the deadpan delivery but he talks about making silly drawings and seems to out of character for the way he looks. I like the way he draws though.

After supper I sat and worked on the Bullet Journal year end pages. I got four months done and realized that most of what I did in the summer and early autumn was work on one book or the other. I listened to audio files for The Seaview and Island Dreams and then once I'd published it Open For Business. That was a lot of work and a lot of money but it was worth it. Or it will be when my assistant and I figure out how to market the audiobooks.

And that's it. When I got home I hung my coat outside for a few hours so that it would air out and not smell like fried hash browns so much. My sweater still smells like that but not as bad as weeks past. I'll clean it tomorrow. As I walked in the back door of the market this morning the people in the booth right there were putting out their potatoes and onions so I quickly bought the things I needed for potato soup which I'll make tomorrow. I just had to buy the canned things at the grocery store. I'm happy to have locally grown produce to make my soup. I'm really looking forward to it.

--Barbara