Once again, I am in that most abhorred place, "betwixt and between." Stymied. Idle.
I mailed a stack of Christmas cards to friends and relatives early this week. Yesterday, when I was moving things around in the studio, I found a whole 'nother stack of Christmas cards I painted last year, already in envelopes, with cute little motifs (to match the cards) on the envelopes - better art than I've been slapping out for the past month. Oh, well. <Shrug>
We're going out of town next week. There's not much time between now and then to tackle a new project. I've already done all the laundry. Stacked up some clothes for the suitcase. What to do today?
I could vacuum.
Nah.
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