Grumble.

[ysobelle]

Back to bed again. I was feeling like crud when I got up this morning, and used one of my dwindling store of days-off, in the hopefully-not-in-vain attempt to NOT be sick this final, stressful weekend of faire. I thought I'd be able to get oh, so much work done. In reality? Not so much.

Well...I did finish a certain striped skirt. And I have Monday and Tuesday off to recover and go to traffic court. Gah. More corsets. More corsets!

Comments

[well-artesia.livejournal.com]

Sorry you don't feel well... :( Chicken soup? People around here are ill, too - some sort of sinus/throat/head cold thing going around. I haven't gotten it. I hope NOT to... and hope you're better quickly!

In other news: YAY! *bounce* Are you happy with it?

We'll need to leave Faire at 4pm or so (Ben's got a dinner with his dad that evening) but we'll be up on Sunday assuming it's dry!

Buck up, camper!

[deathwardegg.livejournal.com]

Hey, hang in there! But... two days for traffic court? For what?? ... I have a feeling that you will prevail. I always take every ticket I get to court, and have always had them dismissed. Even that one I got for "speeding" (25 in a construction [15 mph] zone!) in front of the Ringling Museum, I had to appeal, but eventually got rid of it. And plus, I got to read the word "fuck" into Sarasota County public record! (The cop swore at me - it was my civic duty to report the facts! I was under oath.)