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Losing a day!


If you follow me on Facebook you'll know that I spent about 5 freakin' hours in the waiting room of my poor people clinic yesterday. My appointment was for 10:30 am and I got there early to get it done. However some smartypants overbooked the whole day and I had to waste a precious workday just sitting and waiting with a bunch of sick and annoyed people. 😲 
Lunchtime came and went (no vending machines in the building,seriously?) and I was beyond over it, hangry and calling bullshit on the whole day.

By the time I finally got called for my mammogram (yes I was waiting 5 hours for pain to be inflicted on my jelly donuts) I had a nice migraine brewing. I had places to be, prints to pick up and art to deliver all before traffic time! Luckily I was able to complete everything but no work got done. No painting was posted yesterday. So today I'll put up "Butterscotch Moon" on the shop site. 

The prints that were ordered last week will ship out today and they are BEAUTIFUL! These were done at a professional print shop and they are on Rives papers- an excellent archival, acid free art paper. These will come signed and numbered. I'll be putting in another order for prints with the printer tomorrow so if you'd like a signed limited edition print you can order them here: MY SHOPIFY

And because my whole life isn't just arty art stuff...this Friday I'm djing this sexy little soiree and need to get my playlist together for it. ❤ If you're in town and needing some Friday fun-come check it out!
Ok busy day catching up with work- happy hump day and make it count!


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