Bailing yourself out with a straw

I am drowning. Drowning in work and in merchandise and just stuff. My insomnia zombie self doesn't move fast enough to keep up. I spent all of my waking day gutting my art closet and making room for all the materials and stuff I ordered for show season. This is going to be the BIGGEST show season ever merchandise wise. After dinner I am gutting my studio and getting things in order. Tomorrow is a total wash because of Easter and we get to play ping pong with the in laws and my family. I have deadlines Monday, stuff needs to ship and I need to do inventory.

I have some REALLY exciting projects on the horizon! It will be great if I can hustle my butt and keep my promises. So much to do.

Johnnie has been a good husband and painted the living room which is DONE! All we have to do now is the trim. I am waiting to see if he is done for the night or if he is going to kill the hall or kitchen. No we haven't managed to finish anything we are just to freaking busy.

I am stressed and anxious but it will get better soon, there is a light at the end of the tunnel even if it is the size of a pin.

" I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep."

Gotta run!