The cats better not slow down. Even the finches on the bird bath are fair game at this point. I worked out this morning, cursing for most of that time. I watched a television program about getting fit that I thought would inspire me. One of the hosts was grunting, groaning and complaining more than me which amused me greatly and reminded me that I'm not alone. I will never understand people that run long distances or for a long time that aren't being chased by an axe murderer or bribed to do so. Who really loves this stuff, honestly? I kept waiting for that endorphine-induced delirously happy mood that I've heard about to kick in. Someone is a big fat liar. I zipped along for 2.2 miles on the elliptical and I never felt like a party on the Precor. Thank goodness for microwave packing material (aka popcorn) and that sprinkly try-to-tell-yourself-it-tastes-like-butter dust I doused it with this afternoon. Otherwise, I think I'd have resorted to biting my nails and calling it a snack.
Do I sound like a mad woman or what?
OK. That's it. That's all the fussing I'm allowing myself. I am just having a hard time with so many changes at once that I'm distracted from art. Oooh, and I just saw TWO sticks from lollipops that my son left by the computer. Ack!!!!
OK, really. I'm finished.
I have just 15 days to complete my canvas projects and get those bad boys in the mail. I'm still working on #2 of 3 and am determined to have it finished by Friday at which point I'll post photos. I was also reminded that I agreed to contribute art to a fundraiser in October, but I'm not terribly worried about meeting that deadline.
Apropos of nothing (but that I mentioned art), I stumbled on this alley in Vancouver, BC on our recent holiday there. Initially I thought there was just a small mural at the end of the alley, but as I approached to photograph the work, I was startled to see the entire dumpster-filled alley covered with work of various artists. What a fabulous accidental find!
