Stop. Start. Stop. Start.

This is the way of my life. Maybe it’s everybody’s life too?

Interruptions. Arrggh!

It’s okay. Really. I’m dealing just fine. Just *feels* like I never reach the point of Finish.

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Have most of the memory boxes and smoke fired maquettes photographed.

Now I’ve got to run to the library to set up for the computer class this evening. Then back home to get the boxes and sculptures on my etsy.com store. Then back to the library for another event. Home for a few hours, then back to the library to lock up.

We’re not even going to talk about how many times I’ve opened the door today – so that a Greyhound could stick his or her nose out, determine that, “Yes it is still fiercely cold outside,” and turn around heading back to a dog bed. The hounds have been good, but stir crazy is getting closer.

Tomorrow the schedule is the same…

I keep plugging along. Wishing for a block of time that never seems to materialize.

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  1. Brian says:

    Sounds like the hounds need a treadmill!

  2. Sarah Regan Snavely says: (Author)

    I think they’d love a treadmill! I should buy one for myself too….

  3. Brian says:

    Take a look at a used/recycles sports equipment store. They usually have a good selection.
    =LOVE= your sculptures. A goal for me this year is to learn how to do some small scale figures.

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