So, school’s out and the kiddos are home and my free-wheeling-8:14 a.m.-to-3:49 p.m. life is over, at least until August, so today I cracked the old chore whip and started digging the crud out of the bedrooms, and let me just say there was so much junk that we ran out of black garbage bags, and what’s depressing is that we’re not even done but I forgot to buy more black bags at Costco today (doh) so resolution must be left for another day, and I cleaned my studio and found too many rabid dust-bunnies for my comfort, and I just do not know why on earth I am so darn unorganized, I just didn’t get that gene in the whole DNA lottery but if I had even a little OCD (just a touch) it would sure help me keep things in order here better, but as it stands even when I’ve cleaned things up, it’s still a mess.
Art of Dina Wakley
Art, classes, goofiness