Of shoes and ships and sealing-wax

Last night I wanted to destress, so I set myself a short list of easily done things, and I did them. One of those things was playing with my new sealing wax kit, which was fun even though I didn't totally figure out how to do it right. Apparently, dripping is the way to go, and I was sorta melting the end over a candle and then smearing. But there's also a glue-gun type approach. This is all separate from the traditional stuff that you melt in a spoon and then drip. And then you can fake wax that won't get broken by the mail machines, but we're paying extra postage specifically because our invites are square and can't be handled by the mail machines anyway, so I don't think I have to worry about that. Hmmm.

While doing searches on sealing wax, I stumbled across a bridal site by accident: ( mockery )

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Anyway... I was thinking today would go better than yesterday, but it's looking like another of those weeks where the first thing on Monday's to-do list takes all week. Shit... that was last week. I don't need another of those! I did forget to mention that T and his wife seem to already have a baby girl--it'll be born in August and nothing's certain certain until 3 days after that when the birth mother signs the papers, but things are basically settled and T is bouncing around the office like a cork, he's so excited.

Resistance

So, you're stressed out and washing your hands... kay, let's not make today any worse, let's keep looking down, do not look in the mirror, definitely do not do it from 3 inches away and squeeze your face and get all blotchy. You look fine. You will not look fine blotchy. Nothing hard about washing hands and looking down. That's it... head for the paper towels. Now step back a few feet, now look in the mirror. See? Don't you look nice? Okay, so go back to work.