I don't even want to leave my house! I have a meeting with a woman tonight who sells handmade frames to some local boutiques. She wants to use my images in the frames, so we are getting together to discuss some specifics. Although I know this could be a good thing, I am dragging to get ready to go.

If I could stay home and lay on the couch, watch Sex in the City reruns while I eat ice cream in my pj's, I'd be looking forward to the evening much more.

So what am I going to do? Drag my ass upstairs and get some real clothes on, pick up a latte and get on the ball. But that couch is looking mighty fine.

adina