I think my brain really did asplode from too much stress! This morning I got up all sleepy-headed, made Sam’s lunch and drove him to the bustop, merrily sent him off to school and-
-it wasn’t ’til his dad showed up to take him to his dentist appointment that I remembered this was one of the weeks I was supposed to keep him home on wednesday morning!
I haven’t felt so dumbassedy embarrassed in a long time. Bleargh.
Seriously, I’m psyched to have a gallery show and it’s going to be a super lovely opening with all kinds of wonderful performances and yummy food and the paintings look so nice now that they’re hung.. but man, am I a stressball! It will be good to have it all done, done, done.
Sunday is the big day. Then I need a week of nothing. A week to just fizzle out and not have to remember anything, plan anything, photoshop anything, type anything, create anything..
Keep your fingers crossed, OK? I don’t want anything else major to slip through the cracks of my overwhelm.