...I am glad to be home and in my own bed. At least for a few days. I'm going back on Sunday for 4 or 5 more days of beach time. Yes...I am a glutton for punishment (okay...I love it - I would move there if I thought we wouldn't starve to death.)
I would scan my sketchbook and post it, but my computer has had a nervous breakdown and shows no sign of recovery yet. I haven't had the chance to find a specialist, and Dr. Smarty Pants has been out of town, so he's not been any help either. He did leave me his computer, though, so I haven't had any serious withdrawal pangs.
Needless to say - I haven't painted anything either...sand and acrylic DO mix, but I've not found an application for that yet...
Sounds tough. How do you keep going?
ReplyDeleteCasey's right -- I could hear the stress and strain in your voice this afternoon. Nobody should have to go to the beach for 3 our of 4 weeks -- it's just wrong to have to do that!
ReplyDeleteOkay -- it should read "3 OUT of 4 weeks." See -- this type of error is exactly the type of thing that happens when you do stuff to cause your friends to worry about your well-being.
ReplyDeleteCute post! Your talk on the beach living is about like mine! Dang, why do we need to eat? Looking forward to seeing your sketches when the patient recovers...
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