A weekend where I’m happy to be working?
So I set my alarm. On a saturday. So I could get more work done. Thank you thank you mom for drilling that work ethic into me. Seems it’s even more pronounced when I’m working for *me*. I’m also having flashbacks to being in high school and locking myself in my room for hours and hours when I was making an attempt at my own jewelry business.
And the nifty part right now? I’m working and watching Looney Tunes at the same time. Well, listening, at least. So much nicer than top 40.