This post was written on December 8.
As the arrival of the book The Cabins of Wilsonia gets closer, my anxiety mounts. This is due to several factors: the printer hasn’t been very forthcoming with information, and the closer to Christmas it gets, the more difficult I know it will be to get it signed, sealed and delivered.
It isn’t as if I have nothing to do. Look at this list:
- Figure out how to do some computer baloney (You don’t want to know – expensive, difficult and time-consuming while the company tries to sell me new computery stuff, and nothing makes sense and I have to call the company and be on hold forever to get any assistance while the chirpy voice tells me to just check the (non-working) website!)
- Send yet another email to the printer to ask if they know when the book shipped (last info was Dec. 5)
- More computer baloney with another irritating company
- Check email to see if the printer has answered.
- Begin cleaning up studio from slamming in and out for various weekend shows
- Check email to see that printer said book shipped Dec. 8, and think cynical thoughts about any info from printer.
- Sit in the sunshine with my sweet kitty and knitting to think uncharitable thoughts toward the printer and contemplate how to productively use the rest of the day.
- Vacuum the studio, hang paintings.
- Take inventory on pencil reproduction prints and find things to throw away, a very satisfying activity.
- Scan reproduction prints for the upcoming rebuilt website.
- Work on the blog
- Gather for another secret oil painting workshop
- Remember I have a commission drawing job and finally sit at the drawing table to do work as an ARTIST, for heaven’s sake!
I thought about telling you how really irritating the whole internet/domain/hosting baloney was, but I don’t want you to feel as irritated and stressed as I do.
So, let’s just have a look at the sweet Mr. Perkins and feel better.
