I am so stressed right now I'm about to scream, oh wait I already did because once again firefox locked up on my computer.
I have 50,000 things to get done: paintings to ship, paintings to photograph, paintings to actually paint, a Christmas present I have to finish, a puppy with more energy than is entropicly possible to be taken care of and of course this blog no one really reads anymore anyway and all to be done in less than 32 hours because after coming right back for the funeral we have to turn right around and go back for Thanksgiving!
Stressed doesn't even begin to cover it. I've hit Godzilla ripping apart the only bridge out of town while a comet is heading to earth level of ripping my hair out stress.
What is it about this stupid time of year that says work your ass off so you can waste a few days stuffing your face with food and opening gifts? At least we're not traveling to Chicago this year, that'd be another week of things I'd have to plan ahead for and at that point Godzilla would have to be attacking the moon and seriously thinking about eating the sun.
Since I just feel like whining today and don't want to waste pretty puppy pictures with my whining, here's one of my latest pendants all up in the shop in its shining glory.
I have another with the same background that has a Menorah on it but again have to take pictures and yada yada yada, more work and more swearing at my slow computer.
Can I run around for a while pinwheeling my arms? That'll make everything all better right?