ANNE MARIE, I LOVE YOU. AT LEAST THERE IS SOME HOPE THAT ALL THIS MADNESS AND CREATIVITY MIGHT POSSIBLY PAY OFF. I FEEL SO TWISTEDLY VALIDATED. WHAT WOULD MARTHA SAY?
I JUST WOKE UP ON THE COUCH. DROOL HAD DRIED IN THE CORNERS OF MY GAPING OPEN MOUTH. EYES SIMILAR, BLOODSHOT AND TEARY FROM OVER USE. JUST 36 HOURS TILL TERRI'S PARTY AND STILL SO MUCH TO DO. OUCH. WHAT TO DO?
GO TO BED OR KEEP GOING?
2 comments:
BED!! GO TO BED!! That's my vote!! Got to take care of yourself!! I love you!!
Ha ha - I think that we must be the same brand of creative - the messy, spread out, "not doing it unless I can see it" brand =) Good to see you work the same way I do.
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