I suppose one or two people are wondering why the artist/housewife hasn't written much lately.
Well, not much art being produced.
Not much housewifery going on. Yeah, I finally got those Christmas trees down, but instead of cleaning up what they left behind and filling up those bare corners, I've done nothing.
What I have done: had several blood tests, peed into a large jar for medical inpsection and had yet another CT scan. Tomorrow, weather permitting, I get to drive an hour each way to see the doc. and see if I have something cancerous attached to my adrenal gland. Something IS attached to one of my adrenal glands, we just have to see if its growing.
School has been out for two days. I haven't been very creative in entertaining the child. At least she likes to read. I've been on the computer looking at real estate in other places. Cities. Mmmmmmm. Coffee shops and bookstores and ART GALLERIES. Yeah, like I'm going anywhere.
Frankly, I feel like I'm going to explode. But everything here is so slow and dull, it would be an explosion in slow motion. Very slow motion. It would take hours just for my bits and pieces to splatter on the walls.
So, just in case you wanted to know . . . now you know.
Yeah, I know its only Wednesday, but I'm already hoping for a better week next week.
I did the space needle, and then I almost collapsed
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