jaeleslie

Instead of worrying about the Art Fair On The Square this weekend, and feeling bad about all the work that I haven't done, I am lurking around LiveJournal and commenting to my friends. It is fun and good stress relief, even though it has been a while and I am way behind. Fortunately no points to lose there. I have been doing all the stuff on my calendar, and making notes of other stuff for later when I might be able to fit it in. And if not, it's all better than not doing anything. I have tried that, believe me.

I have not yet finished the highly patriotic painting I wanted to have done, but I can't frame it right now anyway as the plexi I had for that size frame is scratched. Instead I have two other pieces of the same song, "Over the hills and far away", just not the one with the red & blue and sparkly bits and King George commands and we obey. I just cut a dozen mats for pieces I could mount and wrap etc today or tomorrow. I ordered a couple frames in time that they might come in tomorrow and then I can use them. And all my usual stuff is already packed up.

As usual I have been kinda busy. Reading a lot, more Emshwiller stories and most of Nuala O'Faolain's memoir Almost There. Finished another apazine and mailed it off yesterday. Went to lunch with a friend from high school. Had some friends over for dinner last night, which never happens. Mr S said I could have a week off of going to the gym, which I am enjoying. Today at least I am not on drugs. Think I need to spend at least a half hour or so on the deck in the sun this afternoon, instead of in the basement, and read some more.

Then fall in lads behind the drum
with colors blazing like the sun
along the road to come what may
over the hills and far away