Doing laps through the inside of my house, in a kind of mindless boredom. Looking for something to do, sort of, but really just spaced out in a zombie-like stupor.
I'm force feeding pizza to my daughter (what?). And I'm thinking of any excuse to get us out of the house. The plan is to procure some picture frames, big ones, and frame some of my old charcoal drawings. Looking through them last night kind of got me inspired. Heck, I even drew a picture of a naked lady. And these things deserve more than a thumbtack in the wall. Well, they'll look better in a prpoer frame anyway.
Then it's grocery shopping. I'm already exhausted thinking about it.
Our portion of summer is over, and I'm rolling with the solo-kid-ola these days. So life has gotten substantially easier.
I feel like making and taking in...
Here are some words of wisdom: Don't rush through an art museum