Wednesday, May 23, 2012
The Whiny Sniffler
Head colds always get me down. They sap my energy and leave me wanting to do nothing but read. (Unlike my crazy daughter who always seems to have boundless supplies of go-go juice!). And read is about all I've been doing lately (The Liveship Trader series by Robin Hobb if anyone is interested, sci-fi fantasy escapism at it's best). And I'm just managing to keep the house from drowning in chaos.
Maybe I'm languishing because I know that when I'm better I have painting to do. Lots of painting! I know I should be really happy that my studio is all but done, but instead I have a whiny monologue running in my head. "It's going to take ages. Can't we hire someone? I don't really know how to paint a room." Moan, moan, moan! I need to kick myself in the butt and just get going.
Then I need to source a laundry bench, the floor needs to be sanded and varnished, the bathroom needs to be painted and my boy's bedroom wall needs to be painted.
And then it's ALL DONE!