Working on a set of bookmarks.
Really enjoy screenprinting….got one more later to go…(just hope I’m not over reaching…love it when a job makes me nervous…challenge is such a buzz)
I am on a roll! It’s pretty amazing how when you put yourself between a rock and a hard place, you force yourself to be decisive. Took me about 7 hours but at least stencil is almost ready. Just need to get it printed and prep the screens. Even though it’s only stage 1 of process…at least it’s done.
Yesterday was such a busy day my feet are still throbbing. Prepped screen and printed 10 t-shirts. Still too knackered to talk about it.
This weekend has been a blur. I have been working so hard that events have just whizzed past me and I cant play catch up just yet …still have so much to do. Trying to keep myself grounded and not break down (which tends to happen when I push myself). Struggling to stay alert at the mo. This is hard…wanting to chat but too tired to…(this is what happens when I overwork myself…need to chat but cant cos exhausted).
This is definitely a coping mechanism and I am done fighting it. Workload, deadlines…this is how I cope…by non stop blogging (defo seems nonstop in light of all that I have yet to do). So if, rather than get to work grappling with priorities, all I do is blog…there must be some method to this ‘madness’. And it had better pan out! ‘
Maybe I spoke too soon…and its a bit too late to be ‘cured’. My worst fears are ‘upon’ me -deadlines!!! I have one week to do a gazillion things and I just don’t know where to start…so I am doing what comes most naturally and what has got me in this pickle in the first place -blogging! I shouldn’t really beat myself up about this- cos maybe blogging…just might help me through the terror I feel right now – the knots in my tummy- maybe, just chatting will help me see the wood from the trees…maybe, I’ll be able to meet these looming deadlines and keep my sanity (and not go all headless chicken on myself)…maybe ‘chatting’ actually helps. And if it doesn’t ‘it had better!!!’ cos my deadlines are not going anywhere and I can’t see my fingers staying away from these keypads either. So something has to give…and it has to be these knots in my tummy!
I’m telling myself I’m not in a tizz and I just want to laugh out loud (actually, I want to cry!). deadlines are looming so high and so close…I am petrified. Right now, I am desperately telling myself to stay on track and pace myself …but how?? I can feel the ‘headless chicken’ syndrome creeping up on me!!!!