It is probably more accurate to say I intended to spend the day cleaning house, but that was before I accidentally fell asleep while making the bed. I dreamt about the time my then husband offered that we get a maid as we both worked 50 hours a week, but my 20-stupid-year-old self recoiled at the mere idea of it.
(Side note~ If I was ever going to write a letter to 20 stupid me from almost 40 me, it would definitely include telling myself that gifts of maid service are hard to come by and getthedamnmaidalready, dummy.)
(Also? You are going to think of dying your hair blond in a year or 2. No.)
Anyway, suffice to say I didn't get much done today save for a little beading. A friend of mine is leaving for a year of workyjob stuff, so I made her some goodies to take with her. She's also getting one of the turquoise and brown pieces from yesterday's post...that is if she can pry it from my cold dead hands.