My intentions were better than my productivity yesterday. By the time I had Pilot dropped off and all the odds and bits sorted out - I was left with a blistering headache. And nauseousness. And whiny aches. And a little bit of I'm-never-going-to-get-caught-up anxiety. I seriously think it was because I finally, finally, finally, finally had a moment to myself and my body (and Baby2) were suddenly IN MY FACE and a little ticked off with me. Fine. I get that. I got some, but not a LOT of painting done*. I got some, but not ALL of my design work done. I got ALL of the breaking-up-with-my-fax-machine taken care of (woot!) and an appointment with my OBGYN to boot. And blood work done. And dropping off and picking up of new prints. And a bit of an attitude adjustment**. And four loads of LAUNDRY. And breakfast and lunch. AND an it's-fall-for-sure coffee***. OH. And a speeding ticket, a couple of great packages in the mail, my new passport, the gas meter reader, a couple of drop-in visits, a survey-person, and a couple hundred out-and-ins by Crash (which get me really annoyed really quickly). A walk with Dan and a nice dinner that he so kindly, kindly made me. I'd give the day a 5.2 out of 10 because I came up on some brick walls (like the clock) and slippery slopes (like not feeling good and CHECKING MY EMAIL TOO OFTEN INSTEAD OF SHUTTING IT OFF COMPLETELY).
*I totally OVERLOOKED the fact that painting (like everything probably) requires a bit of a warm up to get going. NORMALLY, I'm just painting so darn much that I'm always ready to roll. NOT SO TODAY. I was definitely going in cold and it showed so I took a little warm-up break to poop around and the elephant above was the result. Nice coffee colours and my little elephant buddy. (Don't ask if I think I'm having a boy because it's blue. I have NO idea and NO 'feeling' about what this baby is. It could be a puppy.)
**I caught myself on more than 5 occasions swearing under my breath that I wasn't going to have enough time to get everything done SO I STARTED USING REVERSE PSYCHOLOGY ON MYSELF. I said "oh, my goodness it is going to be so terrific to have 4 full hours of painting instead of zero!" I also said, "wow - what a stroke of incredible fortune to be able to sit in a quiet house for 4 full hours before doing my errands and appointments in a blissfully quiet car where I can drive with both hands on the wheel and my eyes facing forward!" It helped a little.
***A nice fall treat is to sprinkle a little bit of cinnamon in the coffee beans while I grind them up. Dan doesn't particularly like it that way - so I waited till he left and then INSTEAD OF GOING TO STARBUCKS on my out-and-about I came home and brewed myself a big pot of fresh cinnamon coffee. It was nice.
Today: I'm going to try this again. After I take Pilot to be with the nanny and I am going to try to get 4 Tiny Art Ladies completed before I go pick her up. I'm turning off my email, internet, and phone. I'm not going to answer the front door EVEN THOUGH IT IS INCREDIBLY AWKWARD because our front door is all glass and the person on the other side can see me plain-as-day NOT ANSWERING THE DOOR like some kind of strange jerk. Whatever. I'll just pretend that I'm deaf and blind (and painting - which makes no sense at all). BUT WHATEVER. I'm telling myself: it's going to be awesomely productive and I am going to plow through the day and come out incredibly happy on the other side.
Okay. I'm going to make it happen today. Help me out a little Wednesday. Go!
