It poured this morning and washed away all the snow. The trees wildly whipped in the wind. There was a big noise outside, and I thought a tree had fallen in the back yard, but the only thing amiss was the snow shovel blown over on the back door landing. It now has a new home in the space between the landing and the trash bin where it can’t fall and block the door opening. We’ve gone from snow season to mud season, but we’ll be back to snow soon, I’m sure.
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| The wizard! |
I knew I had a lot of glass, but seeing it all today was almost shocking. It seems that I stopped making glass right after receiving a box with probably a hundred bevels in various sizes. There are several containers of scrap glass. There is a milk crate of sheets of glass, tools I no longer recognize, and a stack of patterns. The folder with every invoice for supplies suggests I was either a stellar record keeper or was afraid of a tax audit on my paltry sales (or both).
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| The daybed is ready. |
While checking email and job postings, (instead of lounging on a pillow-filled daybed), I saw a post for a museum that sounded fun. Applying involved customizing the resume, writing a cover letter, and filling out the organization’s online application which included two essay questions and made me feel like I was back in school. It took a couple hours and really made me appreciate the LinkedIn “easy apply” that is on most of the applications I’ve submitted. If the job didn’t sound so cool I would have bailed the minute it had me copying passages from the resume into the application.
Due to poor planning, supper was flatbread crackers and cranberry jalapeno dip with an Allagash North Sky stout beer. Quick, tasty, and delicious. Tomorrow I will eat better (and other lies I tell myself).


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