Huh-huh. I said "did it." And "hard."
Forgive me. I’m just taking refuge in some painfully juvenile humor after one of the gruelingest (?) days of my career. Going through these layouts and trying to decide which to keep and which to pass on was HORRIBLE. Utterly painful.
To everyone out there who submits to the scrap magazines and wonders why you don’t get called… oh my gosh. I feel for you. And honestly, it is often NOT because someone’s work is not "up to caliber" that we don’t pick it up. We might have more than enough shabby chic layouts already, or really be looking for more boys, or have already filled our unofficial quota for pages with quotes as the only journaling… but that doesn’t make it any easier to move something from the "Yes" folder to "Not this time" (I can’t even bring myself to have a "No" folder).
Now I really need to get away from the computer (until the Target run this afternoon, I hadn’t even been in my car since we got back from CA). My eyes are bugging out and my skin is turning green. Time to get my sick little Buzz from Grandma’s house and make him some warm apple cider… but at last the selection process is done!
(Huh-huh. I said "done.")