Day 81: Catching Up

Well. It has been a while.

These days it feels like I am counting down ... not up.

T minus 8 days until the due date for my review of Alice Walker's The Color Purple.
T minus 8 days until the book fair.
T minus 8 days until puppies could arrive.

Hehe. See my dilemma?

On the plus side, my editor gave me a generous extension for my review.
On the plus side, most of the book fair prep will be done this week.
On the plus side, Nate has promised to stay home if Kia pops during the week of the book fair.

On the plus side, I've spent the last 30 days of blogger silence ... being productive!
Well, mostly.
The laundry still isn't folded.
And the cat litter needs to be changed.

My creative brain undulates between art and writing like a hungry jellyfish between two peanut butter sandwiches.

And then life takes away the peanut butter.

Burners break.
Toasters break. (And miraculously revive the next day. Apparently my computer isn't the only zombie in the house.)
Budgets stretch.
Potatoes go on sale. (Yes! I love potatoes. If you ever need some good recipes, let me know.)
Sam runs away. (I get him back. Thank goodness he likes getting in strange cars with strange women.)
Sam drinks my coffee.
I drink my coffee - just before going to bed. Bad idea. Hello wee sma's! I just love seeing you on Monday morning.

Even when life is going smoothly, there are never enough hours in the day.
Although there would probably be more if I stopped reading while cooking, cleaning, and putting on makeup.

Honestly, though, I have worked hard on my art skills and feel like I've learned a lot. I finished one commission drawing for a friend, and have another to finish as well. I will post pics after they've received them.

I am also working on my first painting. It terrifies me because I literally have no idea what I'm doing. Every time I add another element to the painting, I fear it will be irrevocably ruined. Thank goodness acrylic paint is opaque, because I've painted the sky at least five times.

And since my brain is slowly grinding to a halt, good night for now.
Stay safe. Don't read and cook.

Perfect.

Kia just started to lactate.

I'm not going to lie ... dog milk sort of grosses me out.

What a world, what a world.