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Packing up the brushes later because it's going to be one of those weekends....

Here's a brief rundown of why I will be run down come Sunday evening. It starts like now and let me preface by saying I woke up at 3:30 am and tried to get back to sleep until 5am when I decided it wasn't happening and got up.
  • 5:30 am- COFFEE (its going to be a two cupper)
  • shower, breakfast, round up paints and supplies and promo material for my work day at Art Con warehouse
  • work on totem until it's time to go work at Art Con warehouse
  • work at Art Con warehouse (4-5 hours is what I'm expecting)
  • back home to stretch my back out for 30 minutes and then pop back up and work on totem
  • dinner
  • work on totem, finish totem before I can....
  • SLEEP (for a few hours)
  • up early on Sunday to scrabble some stuff together for my booth, repack my paints and supplies so I can work in my booth and not lose time
  • get to Bishop Arts at 10am to install my totem, set up booth
  • work in my booth all day on Sunday
COLLAPSE
I plan on not doing a damn thing on Monday. I won't be going out for like a week. I need my bed and no paintbrushes in my hand for like one day.
But through it all I am going to smile and breathe and breathe and smile. I got myself into all this after all. I just wish my back hadn't clicked out- it's really the only reason I'm kind of grumpy. That and waking up at 3:30 am. :/ GRR!


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