the day of the mean cheese

howdy y'all

so tonight we get the little mean cheese, and I really hope she is a happy girl this weekend, you see the past many times we have had her she has been only happy if she is outside playing, the rest of the time has been filled with a 3 day long temper tantrum as she is pulling at the door to get out, not understanding as we try to tell her "no you cannot go out, it's 5:00am", or "no you cannot go out, it's 30 degrees and you are sick" or even, "no you cannot go out, you are wearing only pj bottoms and no shoes" (this last one happened as she escaped while trying to get her into clothes.

the tantrums are no fun, for anyone involved, the poor thing is very clearly upset, but at the same time, there is nothing we can do...nothing, she just screams and screams. All of this has gotten worse since her mother decided to put her on growth hormones, yeah....smart move.

now the mean cheese is hormonal on top of it, no wonder she is miserable, I am miserable when I am hormonal, and I am not a deaf, autistic child....

so anyway, wish us luck this weekend, also there are some other medical things going on at the moment as well, nothing life threatening but there are things at the back of my mind that have me worried.

(I know, me worry??? A shock to all I am sure)

so......................you may be wondering how the studio visit went yesterday, well....it was good, not great but good.

You see they were an hour late and by the time they got here, had to be someplace else in a half hour, so they only staid about 20 minutes. I did get a new buyer out of it and hopefully once she goes home to CT she will be visiting me online to help decorate her home.

but needless to say, I did not get a lot done yesterday, with all the scurrying around and getting my work accessible for viewing as well as creating a little display that they could look through with ease.

and then the waiting, and the waiting....I detest lateness with every ounce of my soul, I am far too uptight a person at times to ever be late, so it drives me crazy.

I am one of those nut jobs who has all the clocks set fast so I always get to places early, at least now I am down to the clocks all being the same amount of minutes fast, it used to be, several years ago that every clock in my house was a different time, from room to room, randing from almost 2 hours fast, to 20 minutes fast....it was like living in wonderland.

ok dear ones, I have babbled at you long enough, I really have to get my packaging done today since yesterday was a wash, as well as some necessary petite heights work to be done as well.

until tomorrow...

xoxo
j