I cannot move in the studio at the moment, as four Victorian bannisters that I have been working on for about three months are sitting there, dominating the workspace and sitting on wool boxes that I cannot open as a result.
The enlightenment project is also taking up a lot of messy space and money, as it is another resin related project. This is likely to continue for weeks to come.
It is amazingly annoying, not being able to move around your own studio. Amazingly annoying, and amazingly messy when the reason for it is dripping chemical pus all over the floor.
Tomorrow I will spend about two hours sanding off some of the resin that I have added today. This is annoying also, since it costs around £40 per litre, and cheaper casting resin will not do. The enlightenment project involves an awful lot of resin, so it is taking a very long time.
Meanwhile, in my bedroom, which I half-heartedly attempted to declutter last night, I have half a dozen boxes of shades of green, as I am working on a coral reef for Wolfish, and a large selection of leaves and butterflies for another piece or two. Folie a Versailles, meanwhile, languishes elsewhere as it is too big to put anywhere unless I am actually working on it. It is too hot to work on during the summer, so I have to wait until the weather gets colder.
Wolfish himself is staring at me, with his so far dead eyes from the other side of the room. The cats enjoy cuddling him, since he is bigger than them, but until I make up my mind whether to stuff him and how many friends I plan to make for him he has nowhere to go, as his tank is in the box room awaiting tiles and paint.
What’s the time Mr Wolfe? is keeping company with Perfect Posterior elsewhere in the room, as I have a little job to do on both of these. I still have a computer to finish also, so I will probably put that together today, in the computer room, alongside the other computers I have completed in the last couple of months.
In the meantime, Kira is starting to invade me a little, since my economics posts this week. She is still back at last year so far, but I suspect that it is coming up for time to finish the book. I have a good idea what is coming for the next one now, so it is probably time to finish this one. I also feel a bit more like going through my depressingly abandoned academic notes, so you can probably look forward to more careless fact dropping in the next book.
Feeling slightly better today, although my mother apparently thinks we are at a grand ball on a so-far unnamed Scottish island. This side of things is very tiring, so I try to avoid talking or thinking about it.
For those readers who wonder why I am talking about all these things in one post, this is how you have to learn to pace yourself. Life is messy. Probably the most important thing I learned, from all the things I learned in the course of my intensive exploration of life, is that it is perfectly fine to do 30 things slowly, and you get a much better result than doing one thing fast. You only learn to have the confidence to put things aside by doing it. Yes, you will finish the job later, and it will be much better, so do not be afraid.