I missed writing. I miss my paint. So, I thought I'd just shoot you all a quikk update on how things are going over here.
I suffer. Not a lot, but a little. I miss my paint SO much. True enough, I should and intend to paint just because. For fun. For personal pleasure. I just haven't found the time yet. It's been a month. I know, during these times, it's important to carve out time for myself just to do things to keep me....even. I have been. ANYthing to get out of the house. Even if it's just to the gas station. lol. I read a book...in one day. Those are one of my great escapes and I can do that in the room with mommy. It's convenient.
The paint, however, is messy and it restricts me to a certain part of the house...away from her. Then with all the housework and the day to day stuff, that I really feel should come first, it seems like a lot. Well today, I'm saying fukk that natural disaster that is my bedroom! I'm pulling out the paints today! I'm going to work on those boots that I mentioned here in 2010. *shrugs* Sometimes it takes a while for an idea to come together. I still don't know what I'm going to do to them. I'm thinking florals and stripes. Something graphic. We shall see.
Mommy's still hanging. She was able to share another birthday with me. Her friends came to visit. She had a good time. All is well. :o)
Until next time friends...