I hate catching my self saying it, but “I wish it was over.”
My show is in two days and rather than excitement-which is there to a certain degree-I am wishing I were on the other side of it all. Things have been changing in my life in good ways, but it’s disrupting my routines. And I love my routines, it helps keep the anxiety at bay. I have felt so lazy lately, only getting done the bare minimum. It doesn’t take a lot to get off track off my routines and next thing I know I’m completely off. And it is so much harder to get started again.
I have last minute scanning and final checks to do tonight before I drop off my art work tomorrow. And then I will have to fuss over myself on Thursday before the show, arrive too early and wait for people to arrive.
I know I must stop. and. enjoy. this.
…but all I think about are the goals I want to attend to once the show is over:
• address the organization in my studio. find better homes for everything in that room
• finish measuring for the curtains and buy the rest of the needed fabric-sew curtains.
• final measurements for the quilt for our bed, order batting, buy king sheet for backing, get wool yarn-sew quilt
• make an effort at getting my work in more shops
• etc. etc. etc.
Of course I am always have my eyes open when I go to cute little shops. Never do I have the courage to open my mouth about myself. I did pick up the card at the most adorable shop in Brekenridge, CO this weekend. I was in owe as I walked through Magical Scraps. If only I lived in Breckenridge, I could work there.
I will be back in a few days with lots of pictures to share from the show and hopefully a little more energy. Off to the gym tonight to start making my own energy.