L-O-S-E-R

I called Venue on Friday to check in on the status of my application. It turns out they have "jury meetings" on Tuesdays and review all of their new applications, so I should be hearing from them later this week. This should be good news, but it is not. First of all, I have competition. I don't do well with competition. So if they are limiting their spots, clearly they will take one look at my amateurish attempt at creativity, with my sloppy application with photographs taped to printer paper with my explanations scrawled along the side, and laauugghh while comparing me to the other true, accomplished artists who have clearly lowered themselves to Venue's standards because they just don't know what to do with their rejects and perhaps they can make a few bucks while taking up some of Venue's valuable space. The fact they don't hate me yet means there is still plenty of time to hate me. It is only a matter of time before I don't receive the phone call telling me they hate me, because they can't be bothered to phone people they hate because they are too busy calling the true artists and begging them to please please please grace them with their presence. But I think my attitude is improving a bit, don't you?

All cupcake sales have come to a screaming halt. In fact, all cupcake viewing is apparently over for the season. So Gordon, it looks like is game-on again for your hat. In fact, everything involving my relationship with the World Wide Web seems to have died. I received no emails this weekend. Zero. Not-a-one. Not that I am sooooooo popular or anything like that, but I actually am expecting emails. I have several items I have just reposted on Craig's List (apparently Craig got the memo from Venue that, despite the fact that I think I have good stuff worth selling--Legos, a desk--I mean c'mon!!--I am kidding myself and no one should attempt to try to purchase anything from me), I have emails out to friends, I have my wildly successful Etsy store, I have a woman on the east coast who wants to buy hats for her children's boutique....surely SOMEONE should have emailed me this weekend.

But I guess I should look at the bright side. With all of this new found free time since no one in the entire world wants to communicate with me, I have plenty of time to get some things done around the house. I mean, I have all of my bedding to wash and sanitize today since Alice peed right on top of our bed at about 1:00 a.m this morning. And now I have time to put away every video and dvd we own, since they are currently in stacks all around our tv, separated from their cases, because, well, apparently my kids have been watching a little too much tv lately and they are varying their interests and it seems to have been a while since we've tidied that area up. So as soon as Ryan is done watching Zathura, I'm on it! Unless he wants to watch something else and frankly he's been so volatile lately that I'm apt to let him do whatever he wants as long as he keeps his yap shut.

And did I mention that tomorrow is the last day of school? And school ends at 11:00? So I have to pick Ryan up, which means I will have to get there 30 minutes early to grab one of the 6 parking spots available, which means I will have about 2 hours to get anything done, which is such a complete waste of time. At 11:15 tomorow morning life as I know it ends forever.

Maybe I can get a job as a motivational speaker.