No big deal, I'll do it again today. I'm glad I didn't waste all the plates before I realized what I did.
But before stopping in today I had to drop off the package I worked so hard to get the packing slip for at a post office as it's international and they have to make sure I'm not trying to explode Canada or something.
Get into my office, find internet isn't working, fiddle around and realize the cleaning staff pulled out the ethernet cord. Plug it in, check my e-mail and find out that apparently the person who bought the painting had the wrong address on paypal and wanted it shipped elsewhere.
People, please, just put the right address in paypal. It's the surest way you'll get your stuff and paypal has an option to just print labels and takes it out of your balance.
So now I'm trying to track it down and beg the post office to change it. I called 15 minutes ago, so far no dice. Here's hoping.
In the mean time I think I'll just crawl back under the covers, hide my head and wait for the world to go away for a bit.