Auf Wiedersehen, Good night, Peace Out!
Sadly, Maggie’s need for balance in her life means saying goodbye to her Maggie Rants blog.
So this week's project is to work out an official logo for my salon. I had an epiphany last night. You know, one of those visions just before you fall asleep that makes you want to

So this week's project is to work out an official logo for my salon.
I had an epiphany last night. You know, one of those visions just before you fall asleep that makes you want to jump up out of bed at 1:00 in the morning and run to the computer to make it happen before you forget?
Well I opted not to jump out of bed at 1:00 in the morning. The BF already claims that I'm doing sleep wrong by not falling directly to sleep as soon as my head hits the pillow; I didn't want to come home exhausted tonight and have to explain to him that I didn't get any sleep because I was wrestling with Photoshop all night. Fortunately, I managed to remember my vision and wrestled myself out of bed a good hour earlier than usual this morning so I could work on it.
Then I saved my new prize on my fancy little thumb drive and took my vision to work with me where I proceeded to spend every spare moment of my day tweaking it to near-perfection. What I ended up with is a pretty good representation of what I want it to look like. Or it will be as soon as I suck it up and admit that my graphic art skills are not as good as they would be had I not been seduced by the nail industry and continued in my original plan to become an actual graphic artist and take my fancy little thumb drive down to the print shop and cough up the — choke — $75 an hour to have the professional graphic artist tweak my vision to actual perfection.
So all day I kept showing it off to my clients. I kept telling everyone how my new project is to create a logo for the salon.
Do you know? Every single person I said that to today said, "What salon?"
Um ... hello? The one you're IN? MY salon? My business? Is a salon?
Is it that people think of a salon as a place that does hair? Is it that they think of a salon as a place that has lots of people and noise and drama? Is it that people don't think of my little studio as a salon because they think of it as "Maggie's place?" Should I be flattered or insulted?
Well, either way it won't matter — I still almost officially have a logo worked out.
Sadly, Maggie’s need for balance in her life means saying goodbye to her Maggie Rants blog.
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