Cracking on.

Psychic Ploppo has been reading her Tarot cards fairly regularly recently. Now Clever Bird should say two things here Baggees: firstly, they are beautiful ones that Baggy bought last year, they're based on the native American wisdom and secondly, Ploppo doesn't know what she's doing! She has to read the little booklet to interpret what they're saying. Having said that, Ploppo totally believes what they tell her, and they regularly tell her at present, to 'Trust her instincts' and to 'Believe in herself'. So she is and she does. 

Last Saturday was the last vintage fair of the year that Creative Clara was attending; she decided to take her crafty bits with her and devote a whole table to them. It was a big risk, because people are not there for crafty things, but it paid off. She sold a number of angels and fairies and was delighted that they were off to new homes. Overall it was a reasonable day, but as it's only a small monthly fair, the same people seem to come every time. It's also an exhausting day, starting by getting up and ready at 5.30am, and finishing by unloading Billy Bob campervan at around 4.30pm. So Clever Bird decided that, that would be the last one she does. There was an additional reason as well - number one furry has had enough. Furry Mama doesn't blame him, as it's hard work for him too, and it's supposed to be his day off. Also, to be truthful, the stress of the day tends to get Hormonal Hannah feeling a little tetchy, and she has a habit of inadvertently taking her stress out on Calum.

Having made that decision, Clever Bird needed a new plan for 2019. She decided that that should be as follows:

1. Continue to do the big vintage fairs at stately homes and the street fairs (at least four next year).
2. Do more craft fairs selling Clara's beach 'people'.
3. Substantially increase Clara's etsy shop, Realuv.

Baggy has enjoyed her eighteen months of doing the monthly fairs, but having made that decision, Hannah felt a major sense of relief that she wouldn't be doing any more. That evening the Universe let Baggy know that that was her plan. Clara hadn't had an order from her shop for a few weeks - her own fault as she hadn't been adding products to it - but that evening, one of her favourite e-mails popped up, 'You have a new order.' On Sunday morning another one arrived, 'You have a new order.' That evening a third one appeared, 'You have a new order.' Three orders in the space of two days. Yay.

Thank you Universe, Baggy is cracking on...…….

Note to readers (my lovely Baggees): For the avoidance of any doubt - every character in this blog is me!!! No Baggy was harmed in its writing.

Baggy's daily state!
Depression (Black = really bad/Grey = not great/Blue = okay/Yellow = sunny day): Yellow.
Anxiety (From 1 = barely any to 10 = gibbering wreck standard): 4. 
Tears: No.  
Baggy: 213 - oops.