Due to the stresses and strains of being a fruit loop in a busy working environment I haven’t been around to post for sometime – a little over a month I think. Work is busy – crazy busy in fact, which has been stressful. My moods have been a bit all over the place and trying to ‘make myself stay normal’ has been a struggle. 3 month review is up soon and while on the doing the work front I don’t think there’s a problem I’m a bit worried that comments about me might be made – such as sometimes being a bit too loud, a bit too over-the-top maybe. I know I’ve been aware that my uppish moods have spilled over a bit sometimes into the ‘ooh, that was a bit close to the line’ area (always with hindsight of course, not too much help). I just really hope things are going to be ok.I’m probably worrying about nothing, although I don’t feel that I am. Maybe it’s just because things are very stressful at the moment – I have a week or 2 of very tight deadlines from this friday and it’s going to be very close. Hopefully after that things will ease off a little.
Freelance work has been (thankfully) a bit quieter, although that’s now changing too. I think managing expectations and not jumpin into everything at once and getting int a mess is going to be the challenge. Things are so much harder on too little sleep to – from about 3am I’m awake everyday (so between 3 and 4 hours a night max with less some nights).
Apart from that thngs are good. I still have plans for some paintings I’d like to do, which I have been wanting to make a start on for months now but constantly have other thngs getting in the way. And also other things afoot which may or may not come to fruition in the next few months.
Therapy is still ticking along, although I think this week may require a cancellation due to work deadlines and the need for extra working hours. This post makes it sound like all I do is work, which isn’t true – have been out quite a bit recently but a post about drinking is not much fun. Although I met a great character at a gallery opening the other evening – I don’t know how much of what he said was true and how much fabrication – he was as mad as the proverbial hatter – but some of his anecdotes were hilarious. My kind of art critic!