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Not feeling so great lately. Sciatica has developed, and this week back at work it's gotten much worse. Each step is excruciating. I move so slowly that I feel like I'm 87 years old.

I don't know how I'm going to get through this month with all that I have to do, and that's scaring me a bit.

Today is my first day back at work, and I'd say it's been a memorable day ( Read more... )

Talked to mom last night. Other than some blustering wind and rain, the hurricane never really materialized as such. This is good news. Mom managed to get her shutters up by herself (some are 10 feet tall), and is now questioning taking them back down, debating the chances of another storm soon versus living in a cave. Heh ( Read more... )

Whew.

The entire art show is set up, and tomorrow begins two very long festival days. If I can make it to Friday I'll be golden, and next week will be a complete breeze.

Time to crash.

Too. much. going. on.

Can't. breathe.

Went back to work today, and like always, things just naturally fell into place as if I'd never left for vacation. What remains the same, though, is the amount of work I need to do. Typical ( Read more... )

Seems I have another illustrating job in the mix, one that will kick off a Hollywood life website/tv show/etc that is about to be pitched to a few networks.

Should prove interesting.

When I was a kid in Atlanta, if we were going to close school, we knew about it the night before. People don't really do that here. And no wonder, the weather changes at the drop of a hat, despite all the ridiculous gnashing of teeth the weather folks do about the BIG STORM that never seems to materialize ( Read more... )

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