Well I'm cracking on with things, despite having children at home for most of the week – snow induced school closures.
It just feels like the slog at the end of a marathon though, I'm not really enjoying it any more, just working my way through my daily list of tasks. Hopefully I'll get a nice high rush when it opens. I'm really tired and it's harder to do things properly. I've got ulcers in my mouth, headaches and other gripes and groans.
Oh – and mice in the food cupboard. nice. I hope they are just taking temporary refuge from the snow, as everyone tells me that humane traps don't work and I really don't want to kill them. On the other hand, I didn't want to be wiping tins and throwing away packets at 10 o'clock at night last night either, so they've got to go.
I've moved the food for now – haven't got time to deal with it any more. Right, off to orthodontist with oldest daughter now, then back to sewing pictures into pants. ah the glamour.
Monday: partner and girls sledge, make snowmen, walk by snowy river, while I am in my studio grafting. No-one believes me that being an artist is hard work, but it feels it today.
Tuesday: Normally I am a huge fan of snow. On this particular occasion, as I leave distraught children with very kind neighbour to trek to Leeds on trains, (car stuck in drive) I feel less enamoured. A worthwhile trip though – Lucy has done a brilliant job of editing my videos, with real sensitivity to what I'm about – so I return home happy.
Wed: slogging my way through list of jobs, despite thumping headache. Car still snowed in, but I have found a splendidly tasteless gold bedspread for the hotel bed, and am now making a complete bodge of making little windows for ipods to sit snugly into. Lucky it came with two pillowcases for practising on. Might need professional help with this though.
UNBELIEVABLE! The Activities Officer at the hotel wants to cancel the event! There was some internal communication breakdown at the hotel, she wasn't informed it was happening and says it can't go ahead.
But – it looks like wonderful Wendy at Create (organiser of Coastival) has done some wonderful smooth talking and persuaded her to change her mind…
talk about putting the wind up me, I'm terrified she won't approve of it and will pull the rug out on the day. Months of work and thought and tears and stress, it has to go ahead.
