I made the mistake of signing up for two art classes that were offered concurrently so have been spending huge amounts of time on my projects, and in fact, I have a class tonight which is five-week course sampling four printmaking techniques. I did take my bin of handwovens to the last session of my drawing class and sold a couple hundred dollars worth, including the iridescent scarf, and they've asked me to bring my stuff back to our next session. I've been weaving like a mad woman, in between everything else.
And then there's the issue of body maintenance - I try to get to three Tai Chi sessions a week and continue with my home program in follow-up to four months of physical therapy. This week my body took a beating, starting with a visit to Urgent Care Sunday morning because I woke up with my right eye glued shut. Stye! Remember those? I spent 2 1/2 hours in the dentists chair Tuesday afternoon getting prepped for a crown and tomorrow is my one-year follow-up mammo. It's been a year!
My mother used to say that the demands of caring for her old body had become like a hobby, one she didn't like. Speaking of my mother, I found a box containing papers that she had saved. I had a number of boxes in our garage in Red Rock but procrastinated in taking care of them to the point that mice made nests of most everything. Ian found the mess when packing up the garage and put anything salvageable in a bin.
One of the boxes lost to the mice was all the artwork that I had saved from my kids school days so I was delighted to find that she had saved this of Christina's. I'm using it as the image for my Dry Point class tonight.
Ian went to Costco Monday while I was at A6 for my volunteer shift. iPads were on sale and this one came home with him. He's already claimed my old one and can't believe how much he likes and uses it. I'm deliberating on whether or not to buy an external keypad. I'm cheap!