throwing a right sookie-la-la

This is where I would have liked to stay this morning.

By the time I got to the studio I was ready to throw a tantrum, go foetal, be a right sookie-la-la. I decided if I started crying then I would never stop and I would never get anything done. That I needed to sort the studio was suddenly so very, very overwhelming but I sucked it up and started to make the world's biggest mess in order to create some order. 

I worked solidly all day (except for when I ventured out to get lunch and drop studio sale fliers off) and whilst chaos still reigns I feel a little more upbeat about it all. I was covered in dust by the end of the day and had to come home and shower before going to a meeting. Old warehouses (ours is a Moran and Cato tea warehouse) are just the biggest dust bowls, you vacuum ten minutes later there is a layer of dust. I'm thinking an early night, a few errands in the morning and then back to the grind of studio-mess-wrangling. If I can get a handle on this then I might be able to get back on the machines at the end of the week and get some shop stock done.

I am intending to collapse on Saturday night.

*Check out the rumble blog over the next few days for more pics and stuff!