Time on Treadmill: 10 minutes.
Stress level: Would duck out on meeting Misha Collins.

Remember all that writing stuff I do as well as make sparklies? Well, I’m trying to get everything put together so that I can attend WORDFest SW on Saturday (with my books and jewelry), plus finish one last labradorite pendant, pay the car insurance, and do all the other things that keep this place running.

As a result, I did not get my usual thirty minutes in today. I’ll try to make it up over the weekend, but frankly I doubt that’s gonna happen unless a miracle occurs. In better news, Ramón has gotten some promising info on the job front so we have hopes, and we celebrated his first day of leisure by going to see Once Upon a Time … In Hollywood. I have to admit, I liked it, and I didn’t see the ending coming until I realized, oh, wait — this is a fairy tale. Okay, now I get it.

I also think this one one I’ll be buying because for some reason I was getting serious nostalgia vibes from it (which makes little to no sense as I was three and nowhere near LA when this movie was set, but that’s my brain for you).