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Time management is something I pride myself on. For example, when orders come to me via or I strive to fill the orders within 24 hours.

I also take great pride in offering excellent customer service from my shops.

Before I toot my horn any further, there is an area of time management that I struggle with. I simply cannot arrive on time for anything. I have good intentions, but something always happens.

For instance, on Tuesday I delivered a wholesale order to Country Style Accents.  The drive from my house to Sondra’s shop is about an hour and forty-five minutes. I calculated that if I left no later than 8 o’clock in the morning, I would have plenty of time to get there even if I factored in time for traffic.

(Cue the “something always happening”.)

I told Wade the night before that if I wasn’t awake by seven a.m., to wake me up. (Heaven forbid I set an alarm like a fully-fledged adult.)

At 7:00 am, he gently wiggled my toes to let me know that it was time to get up. I don’t wake up very easily so by 7:10, my feet finally hit the floor.

After a quick shower, I grabbed my robe, wrapped my hair in a towel and went to the kitchen to grab my morning Mt. Dew and granola bar. Don’t judge.  🙂

From this point, the routine should be pretty efficient. Put on my face, dry and style my hair, get dressed and head out the door.

At the get dressed point of the routine, it was already eight a.m.. How does that happen? I didn’t lollygag or stop to watch Matt Lauer.

Time had slipped away from me again.

Fortunately, traffic was in my favor on the drive to Arlington, MN.

I arrived early… well, early for me, which was 9:55 for a 10 o’clock appointment. Sondra’s shop is going to be so beautiful when she opens this Friday, the eighth of July.

This is a sneak peek at the barn wood wall she created.

I am loving her FARMHOUSE metal sign that is for sale.

When I left her shop, I set my GPS for directions to IKEA in Bloomington. As long as I was that far south, I figured why not celebrate another successful sale and a great new customer.

I only planned to look shop. You know “look shop”. It’s window-shopping without the windows.

As I was walking through the showrooms, I found myself ogling over this clock.

Does this clock not exude French farmhouse décor?  Here’s where you say “Yes Wendy. Yes it does.” (So much for look shopping.)

And then it struck me where I was going to put this clock.


The clock is made of tin and is very lightweight. I wrapped a simple white ribbon around the battery holder on the back, tapped a nail into the wall, and hung it up.

Hopefully I can now keep better track of my time in the morning.

I’ll let you know how that goes.