I shouldn't be blogging right now, since there are a lot of important things on my plate. But I need to vent so here goes. I'm drowning! Fielding calls from customers who want to return stuff ("The felt on this hat has some tiny spots on it. We can't sell it."); customers who want to change their orders ("We just opened a new store. Can I double my order?"; an avalanche of calls and e-mails from about a dozen Web design firms because I made the mistake of going online to request bids for a new website; asking one of our warehouse guys to PLEASE not stand on top of the stacks and break his neck; trying to fill out mounds of bureaucratic paperwork from a catalog house that wants to become a client but won't tell me how much of anything they'll buy; staring at piles of to-do-lists and other crap all over my desk (I've moved over to my dad's spot in his absence, and his desk is starting to look like mine. Sorry, Papa, I will clear it up before you return); trying to think of ways to increase sales because we have lots of great stuff for the winter but that doesn't matter if no one KNOWS about it.
Whew.
Guilty pleasure of the day (that I'll admit to): Looking at my blog page stats and seeing how many hits I've gotten. Plus, looking at where those hits are coming from. Today's Google searches that landed people on my page: "chez panisse, "stop bananas from getting overripe," "eating salt and running," and "feline leg injury." I love people.
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