Hopeful Day

Today i scheduled a spot in a showcase for my etsy shop . I'm anxious to see what happens today. I will be busy getting ready for the upcoming craft show next weekend so i will only be checking periodically.
I am more than halfway done with Mansfield Park and i cannot help but reflect on the interesting difference of Fanny's resolution and stayed mind as opposed to my flighty one. I am ashamed to admit that i would probably be believing Mr. Crawford's change of heart despite the way he has always behaved previously. As i read this book I am so wanting of someone to explain Mr. Crawford's behaviour to Fanny's uncle Thomas so he can understand why Fanny feels as she does towards him, and maybe even commend her for her depth of wisdom in being so reserved. Of course, having to relate personal experience to all i encounter, i have to admit that i admire and wish i had the clarity of mind Miss Price possesses. i am tooflighty myself to not buy into the most obvious of bs.
Just as an alcholic can delude himself into believing he is the acception to the rule. That he can, in fact, flirt with booze and still be in complete control of the situation even as he spirals out of control. I have believed myself to be the one who can find the diamond in the rough and help the diamond to not only discover it's own beauty, but to tranform into said diamond and shine ever so brightly, under my wonderful and self sacrificing love, of course. I would have undoubtedly been one of Miss Price's dimwitted cousins and would have fallen helplessly in love with Mr. Crawford and believed i was indeed the exception to the rule.
Flyleaf's song "i'm so sick" is playing somewhere in the background i believe.
Oh well, onward and hopeful i will be.