I have, once again, acquired the wild eyes and laser focus of a woman on a mission. A week ago I was preparing to accept defeat. There was no way that I could achieve my goal of 40 teas in my cupboard before Black Friday.
But some minor victories in the sipdown arena have, once again, brought me back to the brink of obsession, and I am going to drink tea for glory!
Or something like that.
What all this hyperbole is trying to say is, I can see the bottom of the tin. I might be able to get it all drunk down before next Thursday. I am within a teacups throw of my goal.
And it would be darn nice to hit that goal.
hahhaha!
Wild eyes and laser focus. :)