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Dec. 13th, 2015 09:04 am750 words is down, and I was stymied for a minute, and though about pouring my brain out here and decided not to thank you.
I used to use tags, because I though I might want to find things again. Now I just want to tell you, my friends who are reading, what is happening, roughly, and then have it fade away into the mists of time. Also I am bad at tags.
We have an entire production team for the musical. We found one last person with experience conducting instruments, and he seems fine but I had not realized how much I was loving the team entirely composed of women who take zero shit. Also I find I am thinking about what I will and will not put up with from him in terms of questions, talking over, and making suggestions other people have already made. I have a design for the set - I need to make the little model and see if it all fits onstage the way I think it will, and then start thinking about how to make cardboard look like bricks, concrete and stone.
Not riding seems to be agreeing with me, and while I feel bad about not missing it, but I am totally not missing it. I should go up to the barn with S's mended quarter sheet, except even that doesn't feel necessary at all because it is the middle of December an 50+ Fahrenheits out there and when the sun shines no one even needs a sweater.
Instead of artwork I am cleaning my room. It makes me alternately want to cry and laugh, but I keep plugging and listening to all the 99% invisibles I have saved to listen to in tough times. I think I am clearing out space for a big sit-down long arm sewing machine. It should make quilting/stitching the bigger works easier, and allow for EVEN BIGGER WORK WOO!!! except I have to completely clear a 5'x5' section of the room that is full of Al's stuff that is beyond a wall of my stuff.
This time of year is crazy, and I am glad to spending more of it in the auditorium working on the Santa Show, until next weekend. After that, the holiday is upon me, and I will submit.
anyone want to come visit between XMas and New Year? We'll look at bones, and admire the Mammoth and eat sublime brunch food.
I used to use tags, because I though I might want to find things again. Now I just want to tell you, my friends who are reading, what is happening, roughly, and then have it fade away into the mists of time. Also I am bad at tags.
We have an entire production team for the musical. We found one last person with experience conducting instruments, and he seems fine but I had not realized how much I was loving the team entirely composed of women who take zero shit. Also I find I am thinking about what I will and will not put up with from him in terms of questions, talking over, and making suggestions other people have already made. I have a design for the set - I need to make the little model and see if it all fits onstage the way I think it will, and then start thinking about how to make cardboard look like bricks, concrete and stone.
Not riding seems to be agreeing with me, and while I feel bad about not missing it, but I am totally not missing it. I should go up to the barn with S's mended quarter sheet, except even that doesn't feel necessary at all because it is the middle of December an 50+ Fahrenheits out there and when the sun shines no one even needs a sweater.
Instead of artwork I am cleaning my room. It makes me alternately want to cry and laugh, but I keep plugging and listening to all the 99% invisibles I have saved to listen to in tough times. I think I am clearing out space for a big sit-down long arm sewing machine. It should make quilting/stitching the bigger works easier, and allow for EVEN BIGGER WORK WOO!!! except I have to completely clear a 5'x5' section of the room that is full of Al's stuff that is beyond a wall of my stuff.
This time of year is crazy, and I am glad to spending more of it in the auditorium working on the Santa Show, until next weekend. After that, the holiday is upon me, and I will submit.
anyone want to come visit between XMas and New Year? We'll look at bones, and admire the Mammoth and eat sublime brunch food.