I’ve spent most of my day getting the shop ready for our walk-in event tomorrow.
I have no idea if any people will show, if any (and my social phobia always secretly hopes that no one will), but if some do, i think we’ll be ready.
I’ve been making bottles into old looking candlesticks and i’ve been cleaning the shop, a bunch.
And i’ve managed to more or less recreate this, with fresh herbs too.
I hope people and their pets can resist the urge to piss on it.
The bro’s upstairs are partying already, so i worry.

It’s been raining most of the day. Heavy rain, especially as we were riding our bikes to work.
We were completely soaked when we got here, so i’ve been wearing a pair of Allan’s old baggy painter pants and a cardigan all day. It took my clothes 5 hours to dry.
So yeah, on days like this one, you need a reminder that it’s not always like this, there are good days.
Dry days, where no one drives their cars through a puddle and splashes you and never look back (true story, see: 5 hours to dry).

I hope tomorrow will be one of those, drier, better days.