After ninety-some dollars, and making exactly four dollars off my ads on Facebook, I decided to cancel my advertising. Rather disappointing. Not a huge deal, just trying things out. However, I do wish I knew if it was the ads I designed, not targeting the right audience, or if there truly is no market for my books….. I guess, either way, that was some exposure. For better or worse.
I kinda feel like today is my last day of freedom. I work tomorrow, then have surgery on Tuesday. I’m definitely nervous about the amount of pain people say I will have. However, I’m most nervous about having to stay on the couch for so long. I don’t sit still very well. Hopefully, the pain will be such that I can ignore that directive and at least get to the coffee shop and such. If I could do massage and work out, even better! While I’ve thoroughly enjoyed not working out and eating enough to feed a few third-world countries, I feel disgusting. When it’s time, it will be good to get back into the swing of things. Maybe enough swing enough that I can fit in my good jeans by my birthday. That would rock.
There actually is a lot more to say, more I’d like to blabber on about, but I think I’m going to go enjoy freedom.
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