I'm just in from my airport shuttle gig for buddy who's getting the heck outta Dodge. I'm heading to happy hour at a friend's house in a few minutes. I love friends who live a quarter mile away, especially if happy hour's involved. I've had friends in
I stopped and got The D Wendy's chili and a Frosty for din-din. I have plenty of stuff here, but he doesn't like to eat the same thing more than twice in a week. Path of least resistance.
So, my new stuff: Kindle came. Soooo cool. I went to my Utopia - the thrift store. Bought a few things without trying them on. It's always fun when I get around to doing that. My own little fashion show. I bought three books at said thrift store. Plus an old milk bottle to add to Mother's collection. Some old Ball/Mason jars. One of my new books is called Breaking Bad News with Baby Animals. It's a collection of postcards and they're hilarious. I intend to send them to all my friends. I'm debating which ones to send to FF. Believe me, there are several. It'll be a good test. Especially if I send them to his office.
I'm slightly pissed at him (he deserves it - he's getting complacent). So I'll summon up some apathy, replenish my confidence, and work on the five year plan. Get busy with other pursuits. Make myself scarce. And the whole fucking cycle will repeat. Seriously, I think it's time to hedge my bets.
Unfortunately, that takes work. And I'm plumb wore out. But I have three days to recover.
Back to my weekend fun. I bought some watercolor resist (masking fluid). I've been jonesin' for a creative outlet. This stuff is fun. I have lots of great cold press watercolor paper, a new paintbrush set, a bag of natural sponges, and most important, lots of ideas for subject matter. I might need to spring for some primo watercolor paints. I have a silly Prang paint box and some good watercolor pencils, but you really need the tubes. I need to track down my fountain pen and India ink, too. Golly, this stuff is so much fun. It creates a major shift from left brain to right and makes me forget all my worries. Including my five year plan. And FF. And health insurance. Which has been paid twice this month. Probably a good thing because I need to make an estimated tax payment on the 15th. Whoa, so much for forgetting my worries.
Ok, better go powder my nose and head to h. hour.