When real things happen to imaginary people

It kinda is Do All The Things time in JilliLand at the moment. Since Monday I have:

- Covered a top hat with a new skin of antique lace.

- Made a couple paper roses from pages of Dracula.

- Day job, day job, day job.

- SENT MY AGENT THE PROPOSAL AND SAMPLE CHAPTERS FOR THE FICTION PROJECT, OMG.

- Sent email about being a guest at a local con.

- Helped throw a birthday party for Dad.

- Posted the information about the memorial for Mom.

- Went to therapy.

- Dyed a skirt several times, decided it wasn't going to work.

- Cleaned roughly a gazillion strands of faux pearls, then refashioned them into a huge, OTT necklace.

- Ran errands to return some things Mom had purchased.

- Laundry.

- More laundry, involving petticoats and square dance dresses.

- Made an appointment with a local vintage clothing store to talk to them about selling those petticoats and square dance dresses.

- Pestered my HR person until they were able to get the administrator for our health benefits to contact me with info I needed.

It would be nice to think I could maintain this level of productivity. But I know it won't last, alas.