It was quite a good day at the market. So many people were there, and I made a lot of sales and chatted to many friendly and enthusiastic customers.
I sold this painting, which is both good and bad. It's one of my favourites and I hated to see it go, but I'm happy to know that people appreciate my art.
It was a good, fun, and profitable day. However, now I'm exhausted, and my neck; back; are killing me. So, I'm going to chill out, drink my spiked frappuccino, watch TV, and then go to bed.