Instead of writing pitch letters...

I met my new best friend, PR whiz Carilyn Platt of Magnolia Public Relations & Communications, for coffee and brainstorming.

No procrastination today...

Been writing product descriptions since I got out of bed.

Instead of sleep...

I met up a high school friend (and college roommate) for coffee and convo. Back to Seattle today.

Instead of writing product descriptions...

I spent time with my stepsiblings at a bar with a football field painted on the ceiling. We were playing darts and trying to forget about the bust-into-tears-at-any-moment sadness of my stepbrother Paul's death.

Instead of writing a pitch letter...

I ripped all the grout out in the kitchen sink. Now I just have to recaulk it.

Instead of writing a pitch letter about my recent surgery...

I wrote about my step-brother Paul, who passed away on Saturday. It was totes cathartic.

Instead of working on a pitch letter...

I took a sewing class and got my Amy Butler tunic under way.