This week was ... definitely not like last week, in terms of both business and personal comfort level, and while Yasha was absurdly, profoundly grateful for that she also found that being too busy to dwell very much on her own thoughts had been a relief in itself. She missed it, in a way.

She'd gotten an order almost first thing this morning for a floral wreath centerpiece that someone wanted for a party they were having. It was an opportunity to get a little bit more advanced with her flower arrangement technique, and so she'd be spending a good portion of her day twisting bits of wire into various shapes. Bare-handed, because who needed the help of pliers, anyway? This was easy.

That was followed up by sticking various flowers and bits of foliage into the resulting wreath shape, and then experimenting with some battery operated candle lights to add a little extra something to the design.

It was a work in progress, but ... well, it was coming along. Slowly.

[OOC: ... you don't even know how much I wish it had been established as canon last week that this girl goes commando. Anyway, shop and post are open, although who even knows what kind of SP might ensue. What the hell even has my week been.]