It’s already the 12th and I’ve still not retrieved my life from the grips of the estate. Husband is off yet again, this time to Chicago for a family visit. Taxes are not done on either fronts (home or estate). Due date is Tuesday… ya know, tax day. Nothing like putting everything off until the last moment. I hate operating this way!
Friday night I managed to print a block for the Leftover print exchange. It’s an older block and I’ve never printed it in this color (burnt sienna) before. I’ll probably chine colle it to another thicker paper in a day or two after it dries enough. It too needs to head out the door by the 15th.
I’m still working on my Rural Arts application. The main stumbling block is the letter and artist statement. Everything else is in order. Hopefully I can pull it all together tonight and send it off Sunday morning. Fingers crossed!
The home I grew up in is finally on the market. Trying to get it up to speed has been a major hell of it’s own. Toss in a brother who doesn’t care what state it’s in, along with multiple other factors like ants showing up on Friday…. Then toss in the whole emotional element of it being an artwork my father designed and created. Whew! Too much! And then there is the brother living there. How do you deal with an out-of-work alcoholic who doesn’t care how things look to others? He has no pride in anything he works on and I keep getting the short end of the stick. I’ve even had a huge discussion with my Realtor about the situation since this brother is causing issues with showing the home. Probably way too much sharing, but that’s where my life resides. I keep telling myself “It will get better. It will get better. It has to get better!”
Photos to come of something fun very soon. I have no idea what it is, but it’s coming!