Nothing Quite as Planned

Some weeks things just go all awonky.  It's been one of those weeks and I can honestly say that my life is never boring.  It may not be exciting....but that's another thing altogether.  (chuckle)

I had planned to complete another painting this week during my studio time, but plans do change.  My husband's work schedule forced me to rearrange a future date to happen NOW, so yesterday I had Susan B. and Will Turner join me in making notecards.  Will is a local artist who has envisioned a project called The 1000 Strong Project.  The intent is to sell the artwork of 1000 artists to raise (oh, shoot me Will - I can't remember! ) 10,000 dollars (I think) for the benefit of Comfort Zone Camp.  In exchange for helping me to print and prep my notecards for sale, I showed him the program I use and how to create the cards.  Susan was here of course to learn and help, as I hope she will take over that task in the future. 

I work mostly from home, so we convened in my small and cluttered office filled with everything from golf clubs to a paper shredder (my cat loves to sleep in the shreds) and computers and printers and more; oh my.  First the program acted up while showing Susan how to find and recreate a card.  Then Will arrived and we got things running fairly smoothly.  Then the ink misbehaved.  I had to discard cartridges with ink, as none of the remedies were working.  In the meantime, I switched to printer B and that was worse - it has never liked chatting with my Mac and refused to feed paper properly in protest.  About 30 minutes, 3 ink cartridges, about 10 or so damaged notecards and 6 sheets of test paper later, we began rolling again.  Missions somewhat accomplished.  Thankfully both Will and Susan are good-natured souls who go with the flow. And I'm just happy that at least there is that much less I have to do later. 

Today's to-dos include changing out art at a gallery, delivering sketches to be matted and shrinkwrapped, and spending time with aforementioned husband at some point.  Previously I would have stressed over NOT getting into the studio and how much further behind that would put me.  But, things come along and I can be only in one place at one time, mind and body.  If I do get into the studio, great.  If not, there will be another moment when I shall.