Scrapheap = Taking the Plunge

I left my much hated and stressful job last year with 'dignity & respect' (their words, not mine) and nursed myself back to health. So, the payoff monies have now run out and I went for an interview for a new job last week. Local, part-time, well paid - just the ticket. I was invited to a second interview, which rather bemused me as it was more of a 'pay the mortgage' sort of a job, rather than my life-long ambition. But I was 'over qualified' (more like too old - they were quite interested to learn when I would be retiring), consequently I didn't get the job. This was a real blow, as this has never happened to me before.

To keep the wolf from the door (you know the one I mean - the bank manager/computer/terminator - who cannot be reasoned with), I decided to open a Folksy shop. I've only put a couple of things in there and that took me all day. A few notebooks







and some odd sock (one of life's great mysteries) gingham bags


I have been wanting to open this shop for a while, but 'stuff' kept getting in the way and sometimes you really have to be in the mood to start off quite a big project. I've got quite a few other things I've made to list yet, but I suppose that's probably enough 'computering' for one day and I must run the vacuum round and feed the masses.

I think the weather had something to do with it, such a lovely day again.

I'm really liking this at the moment


Please ignore the masking tape running around the back of my mantle, I was just in need of some pretties in my living room.

Jak