Got to tidy up

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I don’t like to admit it, but my house is a mess. This is one bit of it. It’s not all that bad, but I need to go through things and shred them or burn them. Why? Because I don’t like putting personal documents out in the bin. There are so many people who can take your details and use them. I wonder whether posting on line is safe sometimes although I try not to go into specifics.

Friends keep telling me that creative people are messy. I think I agree with that. But I need to tidy up. Now I’m feeling a bit better I might be able to do it before Christmas.

Help!

Finished Mural

Finished and varnished! Well after being struck down by a severe head cold all week it was touch and go if I could get this done. But I was doing the lower part of it, so only had to climb up at the end for a few minutes to varnish the painted bits at the top. I now feel like c**p to be honest. But I’d promised to get it done (a bit like Boris) (grr) (people in Britain will know what I’m on about)…… The people I did it for are really pleased.

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Awake 4. 29am

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In the kitchen, just wondering how to get to sleep. Have to wear a breathing mask at night, but when your nose is like a dripping tap things get awkward. You either push the mask aside and blow your nose, while getting the full force of the air coming through the machine like a cool hairdryer on full blast. Or you have to sit up, take the mask off fully and have a big blow, or combine it with getting a drink from the kitchen as your mouth is dry, which seems to encourage more mucus. I’m thinking of getting some hot lemon and honey again. It’s nice and soothing as my throat is sore too. Meanwhile the cat is sleeping in my chair so I don’t want to disturb him. The moon has sailed through the heavens and set and the fridge is making some weird crackling sounds. I guess I will have to listen to that for a bit in case it does something strange. I think it’s just expanding and contracting, it’s always been noisy since we got it. Now I’ve decided to pull it away from the wall a bit more so it gets better air circulation…. In the meantime the land of nod seems further away, my shoulders are tense and I need to go to an appointment at 9.15am. What’s the phrase I’m looking for? Cest la Vie? Something like that.

Geese in progress

The mural is about half finished. There is a lot to do still, more details on the geese. Splashing water, not added yet, I’ve been trying to get the background done first. Then outlining the patches of water. The little goslings need a stronger yellow. Then the reeds and leaves need finishing. I’m getting tired.

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Just tired

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It’s been a busy few days with some ups and downs, on the whole things are OK, but things feel a bit flat. Like these leaves, just squashed by footsteps.

I was thinking about my worries and concerns earlier, but now I’ve thought a bit I realise I’m beating myself up before anything has actually happened. I guess it’s because I’m tired. I’ve set myself a lot of things to do, I’m fed up with sitting back and resting, I need to occupy my mind, but I’m not young anymore….. Well this is cheerful!

Talking to the world, is it listening?

Forgot my phone

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What a long day, and when I got to the Waiting room gallery for the craft fair today, I realised I’d left my phone at home.

Not good when you like to blog. There were beautiful frosty images of hoar frost on leaves, I could not photograph. Lots of ornaments and cards made by people visiting the free print and crafting workshops. These were very successful and a lot of people enjoyed the experience.

I just tried to blog about it, but I’m so tired I’m falling asleep as I type. I would write more but can’t keep my eyes open.

I typed two or three paragraphs that have disappeared because I just hit the delete key…. Argh!

Funny little paintings

I’m sort of running out of ideas for the craft stall this weekend. So I’m painting variations on owls. A Christmas bauble with cat, and a frosty tree with faces in it. I’m not sure what my reasons behind them are? I am very tired so it might be phantoms from my dreams?!

Anyway, back to the mural in the morning, then more to do in the evening…. Yikes!

Coffee spill

_20191127_233122argh! Just got soaked. I’d rested my cup of coffee on my easle paintbrush tray, a fresh, full cup of decaff (don’t ask). But it tipped up, fell off landed on my foot, bounced, splashed…. My legs were soaked, the throw on the  chair is soaked, my jumper, even my face was splashed! Everything is in the washer now! Coffee, even without sugar, seems to be sticky. Yuk.

Will have to wait for the washer to go through its wash and spin cycle. A later night than I had hoped.

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