Life in the Makepeace clan is better than where it was a month ago, but not where I’d like it yet. This means I’m still following Hunter to the litter box room, just not quite as often, to ensure things are going smoothly (<- worse pun ever). It also means life is slowly returning to normal. Hunter has begun playing with Drusilla. He hasn’t felt like playing for over a month. Our frisky, lovable boy is making a comeback.
This is when reality taps me on the shoulder. It’s November. Two months have passed since Dragon Con. On the outside, I’m pushing forward, getting things done. On the inside, I’m slightly panicked and a little weary. What have been doing all this time besides caring for Hunter?
- Working on a big commission (it’s in the final stages)
- I put together a GoFundMe campaign to help with Hunter’s Vet bills.
- I’ve been sketching pets as part of the GoFundMe campaign.
- Helped my daughter put together a portfolio and helped her prepare for an interview for the Governor’s Honors Program.
- I helped reseed our backyard and then managed the daily watering of baby grass.
- I blogged for Tessera weekly.
- I blogged twice weekly here.
- I tried to blog weekly here.
- I blogged monthly here.
- Posting daily here.
- I create the exhibit banners each month here.
- Shipping orders from my Etsy shop.
- Photographing my framed originals from Dragon Con.
- Planning next year’s conventions. I’m going to be the Jordan Con Art Show!
- Planning my next painting projects.
- Revamping my website because it wouldn’t behave.
- Catching up on every episode of One Fantastic Week.
- I escaped from a room with a zombie. Seriously.
Should I go on? I could probably add more to this list… You get the idea. Some of these things are stress relievers and others are a bit draining. One turned out to be just what I needed. My creative friend Jane Gould was one of the generous contributors to my GoFundMe Campaign. Jane doesn’t have a pet, so she let me have free reign. However, she did plant a seed–dragon eye.
Thanks for lifting my spirits, Jane! The little things are often the best remedy.