Half and Half Day

Today started out as a sparkly day, and my mood was good. I had a little extra time before work to stop at the seawall to take these photos...and video(the beach, complete with a couple of surfers--blink, and you'll miss them!). My first attempt at saving a video and trying to put it up here--inspired by Protege who often has a nice, slice of life video on her blog. You might want to consider turning the sound down, though, since all you can hear is the wind in my camera's tiny microphone, and not the surf...unfortunately.
Maybe next time, I'll try to get a close-up of the osprey in the nest I pass every day.

Then...I had to deal with people.
Ever have one of those days where you just wish the rest of the human race would disappear for an hour or so? I had one of those days, but couldn't run away and be a hermit since I was at work and had to wear my "May I help you?" hat and and deal with customer after customer who would come in with cracked,falling apart frames--some made out of that cheap resin plastic (Walmart frames, I call 'em) and acting all indignant when told we couldn't(wouldn't) repair them for them. No sorry, but we are are a custom frame shop, after all. We make frames. It is a business and that is how we make our money. We'll help you design an amazing framed picture for your home. We'll take apart a moldy picture you already have in a frame and try to clean it up, maybe with a new mat and acid free materials and try to restore the art.
But, we don't use super glue and rubber bands and fiddle around fixing what is already broke.

Now, I understand wanting to try to fix something, to save money and be ecologically sound-- trying to reuse something. But, I can't understand why these people(and it is at least a few every week--I get all super cranky about this reoccurring problem on a day like today when it is nearly everyone who came in here) don't do this stuff at home themselves.

I really wish today were Friday.