First up a question:
Do these sunglasses make me look all, you know, celebrity and stuff? (Probably not. The scraggly-ass goatee is looking particularly scraggly-ass here. Brad Pitt can pull that shit off. Me? not so much.)
Cold, windy and wet this week, but no freezing temps and no snow. We've had too many days of that over the past couple of weeks. I declared a little while ago that I wasn't leaving the house until the temp was above 20, then promptly spent several days drinking hot chocolate, eating pie, and watching cartoons. I am so over this winter.
I have definitely come to understand why some large mammals hibernate during the cold months. I'm wondering how I can sign up for that program myself, since I am also a large mammal. I just need to find an electric blanket that will stay on for three months and teach the cat to feed himself and scoop the litter box.
I'm working on a major booth redo, but it's going painfully slow. I'll have pics when I get done, if I get done. It's been a good January, sales-wise. I haven't really had a post-holiday dip, which usually happens after New Year's. I've been on a bit of a roll since the week before Christmas, even with the store closing for a couple of days due to weather. Small furniture and higher-priced items are really moving right now.
2017 was kind of average as far as booth sales went. I set a huge record in March, then crashed hard in April. Summer was better than usual. Fall would have been, except that I took an extra booth during a rent special to try and move some furniture, then barely broke even. I ditched it when the special was over. November and December were super-good.
Tine for another pic.
That was my anniversary gift from Keith. We decided not to do Christmas presents this year, just a small anniversary gift each. My collection of Batman shirts keeps growing.
Tucker is starting his daily rampage through the house. It's crazed kitty time! (Or, as I like to call it: "Go, Speed Racer, Go!") Life with kittens, I tell you.
I made a super-major comic score at an estate sale last week. Nearly 100 issues of one of my primary comic obsessions. I plan on sharing it soon. I actually want to do an in-depth sort of look at the four kinds of comics that make me go "Squee!" when I find them. One them you can already guess, vintage romance comics. I'll go ahead and surprise you all by saying that none of the other three are Batman or Wonder Woman.
And with that, I'll leave you with some Midweek Music.
