I’m grateful for my job. I like to eat and know I can keep a roof over my head.
So don’t get me wrong if I seem to be complaining here that my day job has usurped pretty much all but the hours I sleep. Which aren’t as many or as good quality as I prefer.
I need to travel Monday through Friday, so I can’t even snatch an hour in the evening in my studio.
So, no time for creative pursuits for the next number of weeks.
Which makes me even crankier.
And wishing for a bit of this: