Coffee was hours ago in the Washington DC mug, "True Companion" by Marc Cohn on iTunes, nothing new written, and one week to go till the manuscript due date. And yet there are other things which go on in life and take time. I just got back from a morning orientation at the local Waldorf School. It was very interesting and well worth the time. Now back to glass (after a little leftover Nancy's deep dish pizza and a post).
I got one fuse load in yesterday--almost all Pop Art. Boy do those take a lot of extra time! I got up this morning at 5:30 and putzed around with sink dimensions, options and pricing and got that email off to the clients before heading off the school at 8:30. Got a lovely compliment from a woman in Iowa today. Sadly the internet is too anonymous sometimes so I cannot refer to her by name, but I appreciate the sentiment anyway (thank you Smasty!). We glass people are everywhere.
Time to update the firing schedule (I can here Bill snorting into his beverage as I type). Though it might seem like I spend an inordinate amount of time planning what I am going to do as opposed to just doing, I have so many balls in the air right now that if I don't plan I will find myself standing in the middle of a trail going "Where am I and what is this handbasket doing here?".
Today another fuse (or maybe a slump), a box (PLEASE let there be time today!) and a melt--which I have decided to call my Coulee de Verre pieces (there is a little accent slanting off to the right on the top of the first "e", just couldn't make it happen in Blogger). And a supplies order to ULine, one to Ed Hoy's, and more work on the Bullseye one. Oh yes, and a deposit (yea! Something coming in as opposed to everything just going out!). Finally a mold order and a stainless steel shelf order. I am going to try 18 gauge stainless as a shelf material because I can get one piece that is big enough (unlike mullite, vermiculite and ceramic fiber board). Anyone have experience with steel as a shelf (supported on other shelves, of course--probably ceramic fiber ones)?
Writing you say? Writing is for tomorrow (tomorrow, tomorrow, I love you tomorrow, you're always a day away!).