Bath salts and stuff

It has been busy. My DH placed a basket of bath salts that I had done for gift baskets near (very near) a heat register. It drawed ALL of the moisture out of it and and made them hard as a brick. I like to never got those things broke apart, but with the help of a hammer, a food processor I finally have bath salt again. Add fragrance and color, weighed, labeled and ready for sale. THANK GOODNESS. The only problem is now my head is killing me because of all the smells.

I have to do Christmas wreaths to do tomorrow, one for a funeral and the other 2 to the store. I have a plaster/concrete form with a maltese cross so that hopefully we can get that going for the store as well.

We went to press shirts Thursday and low and behold the darn thing is not working the upper half is not heating up. So dad is looking into another one because I think he is understanding that I can' take on everything and decision making is not worth a darn for me at this point.

So I am getting off here and hopefully get some of this mess cleared up because you can't find house at this moment. I WANT A CINDERELLA. I promise to be a nice fairy godmother.