Somedays it all seems too much.
Somedays you feel like you are a wonky-eyed crocheted poodle sitting in an op shop waiting to be adopted.
Thought my head might explode this evening. It's worn off now, less splat, more tired.
It's been a busy month and it's time for a bit of R and R. Fresh air, beautiful scenery, a bit of op shopping, some good fresh food and maybe a bit of 'art play'.
The house is a mess, the studio is a pigsty and I'm leaving it all as it is and running away. Hopefully the House Elves will clean up and building a massive store room/garage out the back by the time I get home.