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Saturyay!

New prints will be stocked in my shop soon! I'm pretty excited to get these in my Shopify. They will be hand signed and printed on nice Rives paper. I'll get a release date posted soon if you are interested!

Work, work, work is consuming me at the moment and yes...I missed a whole week of workouts. This should have been my first week of Phase 4, the last phase of Metabolic Renewal. I've done so well ... Then birthday week happened and crashed my diet and then I signed up for a side gig in Lewisville and have been hustling on car stuff. So yeah, I suck. I slipped. I'll pick it back up on Monday though and kale smoothie is the order of the day today.
Sometimes life gets hectic. Forgive yourself and jump back in it. Because I'm always working for bills to be paid and a roof over my head I forgot the art of getting yourself something nice. A small reward for busting butt daily keeping life glued together. I bought myself a very affordable lamp set (two lamps for the price of one!) with some birthday money I received. 
I've always liked the idea of a bedside lamp and the lighting in my bedroom is stale. This is a nice relaxing vibe to relax into in my little sleepy cocoon space. Maybe because I work in a lamp shop the idea of lamps has been in my head 😂 
It feels good to have a nice birthday reward when usually any birthday money goes to paying bills.
This weekend is more work in Lewisville on a hotel project. No rest for the wicked and no such thing as a weekend. Work mode ON. Gotta afford lightbulbs now! 😂 
Treat yourself don't beat yourself! Have a great weekend if you are free to!

 

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