...feels completely out of my control this week. I've had to resign myself to the fact that things just haven't gone to plan these last few months with the shop, and there isn't much to do about it but sit back with a cuppa and a few too many biscuits. My business cards arrived in the wrong colour, and on different stock than I expected. My woven labels are still in transit and I hope they haven't been lost to the sea. I'm doing my best to roll with the punches; resisting the urge to fling myself at my stash in the hope that I'll be whisked away to a magical world at the back of it where no-one knows what a shop is; and keeping a steady supply of said tea and biscuits on hand.
I've been working on some new patterns this week, for the shop-which-will-open-one-day. When that happens, it'll all be worth it.
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