I was exhausted when I got home tonight, so it was gorgeous to see this face greeting me when I walked in the door. I had about enough energy to take this photo, change into some pyjamas and crash on the bed for an hour or so before I came to.
I’d like to think I could sleep in tomorrow, but painting continues regardless and I now have a to-do list as long as my arm. But it’s a nice feeling, turning our house into a home and being so busy that I can’t see straight is just my way of doing things. I thrive under the pressure. Or that’s what I keep telling myself.
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