Normally, this is my day on the blog to post an article about what I am doing in the studio. Knowing what the beginning of my week was going to be like I probably should have saved Monday's preview for today....
Yesterday was spent mostly in the car and hanging out in the Charlotte Douglas Int'l Airport. I put Our Girl on a plane to Dallas where she met her prospective employer and they drove to Marietta, OK. She had never flown alone before, and although she is just 3 weeks shy of being 21 I was still a little nervous about her traveling by herself. I couldn't completely focus on my activities at home until I knew her plane was safely on the ground and she had found her ride to OK. I was relieved of my worries when I got a text saying she was on her way to Applebees for dinner and her boss was nice.
To make a long story a tiny bit shorter...missing one day of my regular routine used to create complete chaos for me. This feeling went on for many, many years. I must have thought that other women never had interruptions in their lives and that I was somehow a failure if I couldn't maintain a steady schedule day after day. I know, how foolish.
Then one day...after I turned 40...,I realized I had "arrived" and it was really a lot sooner than I had given myself credit for. I was successful after all. I was living the life of my dreams, while at the same time realizing my limitations. I am always pursuing my dream of living and working in the west, but I am doing the same thing here that I will there. LIVING.
In my old frame of mind, I would have ignored the mess everywhere and gone to the studio and painted frantically to get caught up there first. I would have made many mistakes in my haste; the phone would have rung with only telemarketers on the other end of the line and I would probably have even thrown away a couple of coasters by lunch time. All this only to still have the real work left to do when I'm tired, frustrated and mad.
So today, as a much wiser 49 year old, on my worktable still lies all the coasters promised to debut later this week, along with a new rug, (don't worry Beverly it will be there on time) and about a dozen ideas on a sketch pad. Today I have been catching up on housework and my networking, while it remains drizzly outside. After lunch, I will catch up on cleaning stalls... that are about 100 lbs poopier than yesterday...which also means raking the isle, and washing buckets and feed pans, knocking down spider webs, and yelling at unruly dogs. Then it will be time to pick up Our Boy from school, go through the mail, start dinner and feed animals.
I can only imagine, and hope it to be true, that by the time I think I can go to the studio tonight, I will get a phone call from Our Girl, telling me about her day. She is learning at a young age to live life to the fullest and I admire her spirit. I can't wait to talk to her!
A few words from Julia Child to remember today...."Life itself is the proper binge."
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