Good grief, my house looks like a bomb has blown up. Today was the first day with the movers, taking everything from both attics, the garage and the kitchen to a storage facility. We'll stay a few days in a hotel, a week or two in the rental house, but most of our time in this house (after the repairs/remodeling is finished in a couple of weeks) until it is sold. My daughter is in the rental with the cats, thus reducing mess by quite a bit. Trying to figure out how to manage all of this is causing me to lose a lot of sleep. I think I'm exhausted enough for this insomniac to be able to sleep leaning against a wall in a train station.
In the hope of retaining SOME semblance of sanity, I agreed to participate in an art project that my sister is coordinating with a friend. The project involves making inspirational ATC's with an ocean theme that will be given to school children as a reward of some sort. That is something I can manage, even with limited studio supplies. With my daughter moved into the rental house, the middle bedroom can, once again, become a studio. It will have to be super neat, clean and tidy (I'm worried about that), but at least I'll be able to do something. I've made the difficult decision to pack away all of my darned magazines and reference books into storage which, frankly, will force me to just make art and not get lost in other's works. We'll see how that works :-)
