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Under Construction

A break for the broken. I’ll be back in a while.

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Everybody knows a good business will strive to keep its production costs down.  When the cost of a product is lower, the retail price will be lower ~ at least it should be.

I was commissioned to create a set of note cards and needed some A2 envelopes.  Invitation-size envelopes.  In the past I got envelopes at Office Max, so I headed to my local store only to find that Office Max is the Devil.

There they were, all of the envelopes, and among them were the A2, invitation-size envelopes.  Yay, I thought, until I saw the price.  A box of one hundred envelopes was, and I’m not kidding, $18.50.  Envelopes!  That’s $.18 a piece!  I never paid that much in the past!  To add insult to injury all of the envelopes had the Office Max label and there were no others to choose from.

There was no way in hell I was going to spend $18.50 for a box of stinkin’ envelopes.  I walked out of the store vowing never to return again.

Charlotte reminded me of a place where I could most likely find what I was looking for at a price much more reasonable than the Devil was charging.  Anchor Paper Express.  When I walked into the store I immediately decided to start making more paper crafts.  This place is a scrapbookers heaven!  I even told the lady behind the counter I loved her more than Michaels and I wasn’t kidding.  The papers were divine, the punches and cutters were plentiful, there were inks and dyes and pigments, embossing plates, and a number of other gadgets and instruments I wasn’t even familiar with.

Here’s the best part: you pay for paper and envelopes by the pound.  Fancy paper and matching envelopes.  By the pound!  That’s genius!  Mix and match to your heart’s content.  However, I couldn’t find plain, white, A2 envelopes in the gigantic paper/envelope warehouse part of the store.  I asked the woman behind the counter (the one to whom I professed my love) if they had what I was looking for.  But of course!  Guess what?  Plain, white, A2 envelopes, the ones selling for $18.50 at Office Max, were sold at Anchor Paper Express in a box of two hundred and fifty for…$10.  That’s $.02 a piece as opposed to $.18 a piece at Office Max.

Can you say cha-ching?!

I wasn’t kidding about looking into doing more paper crafts. Anchor Paper Express totally inspired me, and now that I have two hundred and fifty plain white envelopes you’ll surely be seeing some new products coming out of the Auntie B’s Wax World Headquarters very soon. And lucky you, I’ll pass on the low cost of production to my customers.

Thanks, Charlotte, for the suggestion to check out Anchor Paper Express. And Anchor Paper? I really do love you.

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A Weird Moon

There’s a weird moon out there. I’ve been out of sorts physically and mentally for over a week now and want to blame it on lunar activity.

The Christmas and New Year holiday season is over now, which could have something to do with my lowly state.  After a surge of activity one could naturally feel depleted.  I’m in a state of zombie; despite the things I want and have to do I can’t find my get-up-and-go.

Could be I need a vacation from the day job.  I haven’t had a real vacation in quite some time; maybe I need to vacate public service for a while.

I can’t even find the energy to figure out why I’m so restless, so I’m back to the moon again.  It’s weird, the moon.  I hope it starts waning soon.

What’s the weird moon doing to you these days?

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Salvation

Jean Michel, my dear, you saved me once again.

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I wasn’t kidding when I said I was going to live low in that other post.  I have been living low this week, and it’s a good thing because if I had decided to live high I would have crashed to the ground after everything that’s happened.  Because I’m living low there was no crash, just a nod and shrug of the shoulders indicating but of course, why would I expect anything else?

Not only did I have to return to the day job after a holiday weekend of being sick, a whole bunch of other stuff happened:

1.  the oven died

2.  my car died

3.  the zipper on my private-things-I don’t-want-people-to-see-when-my-purse-falls-to-the-floor-and-all-the-contents-spill-out pouch died

After two days in the hospital my 13-year-old Saturn recovered and is back at my service, better than ever, thank God.  The oven is still dead and we’ve been making due with stove-top meals because like most 21st century Amish people Husby and I do not own a microwave.  Hopefully the oven doctor will rectify the problem before the end of the week.  As for that pouch zipper, I think that’s just a done deal and I’ll have to find a new pouch for all of those personals.

And there is nothing lower than the fact that I’m writing this post while Smokey and the Bandit II is on the TV.  I’m not even kidding you.  It’s just sad.

Proof my week has gone to hell in a handcart. Here's to hoping next week is better.

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