Coffee. It’s 4:30am. Coffee. My husband is leaving at 6:00 for a golf tournament. I get the day to myself. A full day of uninterrupted work. Sort of. You’ll just see how uninterrupted my day will be.
Coffee. My second cup. Devotion done. Time for meditation. Positive thoughts. Breakfast.
6:00. He’s out the door. I’m on my own. Do I get a third cup? No. Not today. At least not now. First things first. Bossa Nova on the Bose. A rough sketch.
It’s now 7:00. Where did that hour go? Positive thoughts. Positive vibes. Ahh. “The Girl from Impanema.” I wonder What she looked like? Pretty sure she doesn’t look anything like this sketch ‘cause it’s a he.
I stop to change the music. I’m just going to hit shuffle. Stretch my back. Check my phone. It’s time for Kombucha.
Should I start a load of laundry? Sure. Up the stairs. Whites. Now, down two flights. Laundry is in. I climb back up two flights.
7:30. Finally, I get to paint.
Wow. It’s noon. Have I really been painting that long? What song is this? Food. I need food. Laundry. Crap. I forgot to put it in the dryer. Down two flights. Dryer is on. Up the stairs. I grab some water, a protein shake and some strawberries. I check my email. Facebook. That’s a hilarious cat video. Social media. Blogging. I hate it. I always feel misunderstood. Nothing is ever interpreted how I mean it. Come on. Positive thoughts. Take your own advice.
1:00. Back to work. That looks like crap. What was I thinking with those colors? COME ON. Positive thoughts. I step back. Tilt my head. Take a deep breath. Start again. Step back again. Ugh. Is that the door?
That’s my husband. It’s 3:00pm. Did I get anything done? Sigh.
As I wash out my brush, I come back to the positive thoughts knowing it will all come together. It’s not where I want it to be today but tomorrow. In the words of Nina Simone, “It’s a new dawn. It’s a new day.”