July 17, 2010
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man…. what a week….
Warning: Here comes a very slight pity party…..
I feel like I have been going non-stop and its not going to end anytime soon…
For a very small example… today I went to work 8:30ish to 5pm. Came home and immediately went to the studio where I stayed until about 10:45pm. That is over 12 hours of work for those of you who are mathematically impaired, like myself
I am tired. It feels good to be in the studio and it feels good to be working and it feels good to have less time to stress over my life… but I am pretty tired and i have so many other things I need to be doing too… like getting my dress fitted… and getting ready for a big trip where I will be gone from work for over two weeks and my room needs desperate straightening and I need to go swim suit shopping and I need to be training and i need to be planning an activity for the Young Women for next week and I will probs have to teach on Sunday and I want to spend time with Boisie… and with Mom and Dad before they leave for China… and there are several LOOMING deadlines at work… and this woman wants her painting tomorrow… and I should be preparing some sort of presentation for the MOA for when I come to Utah… and, and, and… I have a checklist of things to do that just keeps growing and growing. How about I add sip margaritas on a desert island and fall asleep in the sun…. I would like to cross that one of the list In all of this I have a funny story that might make you giggle…. so I had to go to the shops the other day to buy three reams of paper for the office… three reams of paper… not so easy to carry all at once by the way.. at least not for a midget in 5 inch heels… can you see where this is going yet???? So I struggled enough getting the car boot shut with 3 reams of paper in my arms… but then I got to the first set of doors that lead to the lobby.. the lobby where there is a coffee shop and a restaurant and areas set up with leather chairs for people to lounge in and chat… I hit the handi-button… it didn’t work so I balanced the papers in my arms and managed to get the door opened and through it. so then I am walking across the marble floored lobby (in my gorgeous 5 inch shoes) and arrive at the second set of doors that lead to the 2nd lobby… again I hit the handi-button… no workies… so at this point I am really struggling to balance the heavy papers in my arms… I re-balance them, and try to pull the door open… super heavy door… all of the sudden the automatic door responds- opens quite forcibly, catches me off balance and actually quite violently… pushes me over, I was literally on the floor, three reams of paper all about me and completely surprised by what had just happened… and the doors opened with such force… that they put a gash in my finger that bled most of the day. I scrambled up (looking to see how many people witnessed my humiliating sprawl), gathered my reams of paper, tried to get to the door before it automatically shut again… too late. I did finally manage to get through the doors, up 2 flights of stairs and through 2 more doors. Now you may ask… did anyone see this happen? why, yes they did. and your next question might be… did anyone check to see if you were ok? nope. not a one. I really just tell this story so that you can laugh at what a klutz I am- stuff like this always happens to me
lol. at least this time my skirt didn’t end up over my head I would say I am glad it is the weekend… but as previously stated… I have a lot to do
:(:( but I must say… 5 1/2 – 6 hours in the studio tonight… not an unenjoyable time…. I love working on paintings… I love working in my studio… but it does give me time to think and remember and feel sad for past times in far away studios. My friend Nat is leaving England today. She and her hubby are moving to the US. She is excited and happy but she is also feeling the sadness of having to say goodbye to people and places that have meant so so much to her. I feel for her, I have been there and it is not a fun thing. I know it is one of the hardest things I have ever done. It is heart wrenching and if she is anything like me it will take her quite some time to stop feeling sad all the time…. but lucky for Nat, she is taking the most important part of her England experience with her… her cute hubby Greg x She will be ok. And i will glad to have her closer to me.x
