inky bliss

It may be nerdy or trivial. But I admit it. I get a silly little pang of glee at just the thought of it each January. There's something just so very satisfying about...

Changing the year on my date stamper

Every work day I roll those middle wheels and change the date. Once a month that first wheel gets a whirl. But only once a year does old wheel 3 get it's turn under my thumb. It's the perfect end to the year. Ca-chunk.