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I've been working a lot in Photoshop at work the past couple of weeks, taking someone else's design, manipulating it, moving things, resizing things, cutting it apart and putting it back together and making a website out of it, and it kind of made me want to do some art of my own.
There's so much I want/need to do with the websites--actually figure out what I want to do with Rare Peace and get some kind of interface up there, continue working on knitting site, keep this journal updated, figure out the Mood Swings design problems, which is the least of my worries . . . None of them major things, of course, and certainly not important in the larger scheme of things, but I hate having all these things hanging around and circling around my head . . .
I keep waking up early every morning with the site I'm working on at the office in my head; thinking of ways I could do things differently, or better, remembering things I could have or should have done, making lists in my head of what I have to do next.
I'm really thankful I have the Visor now. I have all my lists consolidated, and they're easy to change--if I was still working on paper, I probably would have gone insane by now.
Today I'm having an early lunch with someone I used to work with in my previous life (I think of it that way sometimes, the demarcation is so clear), then I need to get Father's Day gifts for my dad and Bob's dad, get my watch battery replaced, go to the Franklin Covey store to buy Bob a replacement filler (he's still working in paper), pick up a prescription, pick up a library book that's being held for me and return some that I've finished with, and then there are a bunch of smaller, miscellaneous errands--a birthday card for a nephew, foam core that Bob needs to post something at one of his houses, Tylenol PM for sleeplessness, B Complex for remembering dreams, cat food, low-fat granola, a water break connection for the hose, toothpaste.
My current strategy for books is, whenever I hear of a new book coming out that I'd like to read, I put it on the request list at the library and then pretty much forget about it. Then, a few weeks or months later, I get an email telling me that it's ready to be picked up. After having done this for several months, I no longer feel the urge to buy new hardcover books--I just write them down, and the next time I'm at the computer, I put in my request.
So I've had a bounty of new books to read--in the past few weeks I've read the newest Nevada Barr ("Hunting Season"), Michael Connelly's "City of Bones," Carl Hiaasen's "Basket Case," and "Hope to Die," Lawrence Block's newest. Today, the third Augusta Goodnight mystery by Mignon F. Ballard, Shadow of an Angel is waiting for me.
When I went to the Amazon site to look up the link for that last book, I noticed that up in the corner was a little icon labeled "Willa's Gold Box." I hadn't seen that before, so I clicked on it; Amazon has apparently started a new promotion--I am to have a new "Gold Box" every day filled with five wonderful coupons that I will have 60 minutes to use, should I choose.
I opened the box to find that I could save anywhere from $2.00 to $4.00 on:
- Mr. BAR-B-Q Prestige 5-Piece Stainless Tool Set
- Polder Cooking Thermometer with Timer & Clock
- Joyce Chen 14-Inch Flat Bottom Carbon Steel Wok
- Baker's Secret 12-Piece Set
- Nonstick Egg/Pancake Rings, Set of 4
Unlike most of Amazon's promotions, like the books they recommend for me, this one seems to have absolutely nothing to do with me. Sometimes the book recommendations get weird because I'm looking something up that I'm not actually personally interested in, like looking up some war book that Bob wants, and then the next time I visit, my home page is filled with books about war. But I honestly don't think I've ever looked up cooking equipment. Or even a cookbook. Maybe this is just stuff they can't sell, and they thought they'd try palming it off this way. Well, sorry, I didn't bite.
