I'd rather be Beading

When I got home from work today (the job that pays for the beads) there was much work yet to do.  It was when I was talking to a dear friend about advertising for the store, while at the same time cooking boiled chicken for the dog (stop laughing) and ordering wonderful new clasps online and trying to get my son out of the shower and into bed so he'll get up on time tomorrow, and realizing I haven't blogged yet this week, and, and, and, and . . .  Hmmm.  I think I'd rather be beading!