Sometimes I just can't see.
We have finally moved into our lovely warehouse. It has been difficult, and there are still bits of wet paint on the floor but it is really nice to be there. We are going to unpack the pile of furniture in the middle tomorrow and then it shall be home.
My new bed is magnetic. I am scared my watch will stick to it and my laptop will stop working, but it is meant to be looking after my back/foot etc. so we will keep persevering. It is also like sleeping on a large lump of flat concrete. The bobbly side is better. That is like bobbly concrete.
Emotionally I have spent the last week feeling like an elephant dangling over a cliff with its tail tied to a daisy. The week began with the whole three shows a day thing, and we were commuting from Bucks which has been exhausting, added to that learning the book for Lintel, and having the move put off one day at a time and you get a very thin film of emotional control.
I have been forced to realise what I can be and what I can never be and who I can never be it to or with, and to be honest I find that hard. Ah well, I've had a few months of delusion, and they have been lovely. At least now I hurt I know there is some variant of feeling, and its stronger than it has been for a long long time.
So that's a good thing. I'm not dead inside anymore. Hurrah!
So... this week - who wants to come out and be spoilt?
Usual rules apply.