Fried......
I am completely fried right now from working on this art project. I've basically been working on it continuously for a week with very little sleep.... currently I haven't slept at all and it is taking a toll on me.
I am so frustrated at this point because I felt like there are so many details put into my hands that I simply can't do them according to the frame of time left.
I wish there is a way to debate on getting one more day... that would totally save our asses with this project.
I would say it is 80% done.
However, I can't push myself any further at this point. It's not just the fatigue, sore joints, but I just reached my limit.
What sucks is the only other person who can finish parts of the box is working all day. The other person paints horrible but I might have to paint for me but I'll dictate how she needs to put stuff into my style or atleast close.
However, her baby is needy as hell and won't let her work on the box. I'm afraid the baby is going to be tagging around today unless T. can find a baby sitter.
And man... with very little sleep I have mean thoughts.
I know I am going to make myself look like an asshole.. but fuck it, I'm tired.
When the baby gets upset from not getting attention she pouts then starts to cry... In my head I am thinking," Yes! Cry for your damn mommy! I don't care you little snot. Wahhh!!! Life is so hard for you! Being breast fed whenever you're mad, upset, or no reason at all! "
Stopping there because I am being ridiculous.
No kids for me thanks... I don't need to feel constantly depended on by a product of my own breeding.
Yup, jackass speaking...
Anyways, I am extremely stressed out and exhausted.
Maybe I might get my 10th wind back...
I am so frustrated at this point because I felt like there are so many details put into my hands that I simply can't do them according to the frame of time left.
I wish there is a way to debate on getting one more day... that would totally save our asses with this project.
I would say it is 80% done.
However, I can't push myself any further at this point. It's not just the fatigue, sore joints, but I just reached my limit.
What sucks is the only other person who can finish parts of the box is working all day. The other person paints horrible but I might have to paint for me but I'll dictate how she needs to put stuff into my style or atleast close.
However, her baby is needy as hell and won't let her work on the box. I'm afraid the baby is going to be tagging around today unless T. can find a baby sitter.
And man... with very little sleep I have mean thoughts.
I know I am going to make myself look like an asshole.. but fuck it, I'm tired.
When the baby gets upset from not getting attention she pouts then starts to cry... In my head I am thinking," Yes! Cry for your damn mommy! I don't care you little snot. Wahhh!!! Life is so hard for you! Being breast fed whenever you're mad, upset, or no reason at all! "
Stopping there because I am being ridiculous.
No kids for me thanks... I don't need to feel constantly depended on by a product of my own breeding.
Yup, jackass speaking...
Anyways, I am extremely stressed out and exhausted.
Maybe I might get my 10th wind back...