04/16/2006: "What gives?"
Well, the non-stop painting continues. I know I've bitched about this before (many many times) but as much as I prefer life the way it is right now, one can't go on painting in every spare minute of the day and night without other areas of life starting to show signs of neglect.
For example, I had been eating really healthy for months, actually cooking meals with lots of lean meat and veggies and drinking green tea instead of coffee... but now I've fallen back into my rut of eating take-away chinese and pizza and drinking gallons of coffee. Physically I feel like total crap, not getting enough sleep, crashing on the couch, waking up with a sore back and starting painting again after eating another slice of cold pizza with my first cup of the day.
Not to mention my house which is a total pig pen. I'm always telling friends to stop by if they're in the neighborhood (which normally I love) but the last couple of people who've stopped by I've stood with them out on the porch refusing to let in because A. I'm painting and B. My house is an embarassment.
I did manage to get my tax info turned in to the guy who does them for me (thanks Ed!) but I have so many more committments I'm behind in, getting paintings and prints mailed, washing some laundry, paying some bills (some of which I've put off for several months), ugh, now that I think of it, I should probably start a list...and yet, the painting on my easle is tempting me...come on Elise, it's not going to hurt you to just pick up the brush for a minute or two. One more minute, that's all...