I think it is kinda cute that I am using a Vogue Knitting mag as a mouse pad. Typical knitter. Thank goodness I recyle because when I was pulling the mouse packaging apart I found a battery tucked inside the cardboard. It could have been trashed! That was a close one.
I was enjoying the rain storm we had earlier this week at the shop until the Postman arrived with my mail.
He said he was sorry that my parcel was nearly melted to shreds by the time he arrived to my door....huh?
All my yarn samples hanging out of the wet shredded envelope like a car wreck victim.
He could at least hang a fake smile when I thank him in my usual cheerful manner regardless of his lack of regard for my stuff. Ever hear of a mail bag Mister? If he did this to one of my knitting magazines I would have to kill him. I have my limits of cheerful self.
Well, enough is enough. I have decided that the crazy business of starting a business will no longer come between me and my stitches.
I am passed the holes for the sleeves. I am only on my second skein of yarn so far. It boggles the mind. I love Galway. I just picked out some new colours for Fall that will be available at Laine de Bergère.
My cash register is ready now. I was very happy to meet 'Earl' from The Supplier company. He said my gently used cash register is still a good old girl with lots of zing left in her. I am nervous about using it. Today was a crash course and I hope I can follow my own notes. The operation manual is like chinese to me. The big joke around here is that on the bright side, I have no boss to yell at me or get fired when I screw up. On the other hand, I only have myself to call when I have a problem. Time to develop a split personality.