So I managed to make it to the 5:30 Super Express bus. One single pick up in the city and it headed for home. I was at my doorstep in an hour, and I started cooking dinner. Fried chicken wings for the boy (current fave dinner of choice) and T-bone steak for us grownups with a side of asparagus.
I fell asleep as we entered the tunnel and occasionally woke up when the burly man beside me snored a single burst extra loud every now and again. Just my luck — not even my exhaustion was deep enough to shield me from the noise. It would have been blissful to just slide off to dreamland uninterrupted.
I have major writing to do as my 30 days of blogging prompts deadline is fast approaching. (April 6 is the last day to send out.) I have so far successfully laid out around 5 of the 30 prompts. Not much, I know.. but the longer ones are already in the works, even if I haven’t published it here yet. I’m really getting into some serious writing, but I’m wary to publish it in full in such a public space like here. I am producing two copies of the book, and I’m working in earnest because I’m keeping one copy.
My Book of Treasures is also progressing very well — my swap partner is also into Nicoletta Ceccoli, and I’ve found a nice way to incorporate the graphics into something I wanted to put into the book. I’m being vague because I don’t want to give anything away. =) It’s that kind of satisfaction when one is creating from scratch and things come together spontaneously.
I’m doing a spring envelope collage for a mail art swap due tomorrow. I like this pace. I’m not constantly running after deadlines although I kind of miss getting mail constantly. (That’s the trade off of the slowdown, I guess.)
Midnight now and heading off to dreamland. I’m watching a performance of Angelo’s in school tomorrow before going to work. My boy’s dancing… =) Can’t wait.