Well, I think it’s safe to say that my first week as a self-employed (or soon-to-be-self-employed-but-currently-only-getting-my-crap-together-and-trying-to-assemble-a-routine) artist-type person has not gone precisely as I anticipated. I think it’s largely due to the enormous walking boot that has taken up residence on my left foot, and for which I don’t even have a really good story. It’s honestly just that I was walking down a hallway and one step I was fine, and the next was agony.
So instead of getting up every morning and spending a good hour or two chipping away at housekeeping chores and projects before spending the day in the studio, I am struggling to get up and around and bathed and dressed and whatever basic stuff is part of the morning. As a result – and because it’s up a set of spiral stairs – I haven’t spent a lot of time in the studio this week. Instead, I’ve taken up residence in my new office-in-progress (downstair and boot-accessible), where I’ve actually done a fair amount of photo work, administrative minutiae, research, and computer clean-up. At least I’m being somewhat productive. But this boot can’t come off my foot soon enough.
As proof, I offer this:
Weapon readied, I sidled closer to the window… at which point the bug fell off the curtain and onto the floor. Screaming (which set off all the dogs), I used my elbow to turn on the vacuum (because I didn’t want to drop the phone – duh) while I brandished the extension wand at the creature. The sound and thump it made traveling up the hose was so disgusting that I dropped the wand and screamed again and jumped up in the air, forgetting I was wearing The Boot. My landing was less than graceful – I staggered, nearly knocking over the entire side table next to the sofa. The resulting adrenaline rush left me nauseous for nearly 10 minutes.
So… The Boot needs to go and I need to get on with my life in the studio. Here’s hoping that’s soon!!