Coffee in the Austin skyline mug "Drifting" by Sarah McLachlan easing into "You Can Sleep While I Drive" by Melissa Etheridge on iTunes. "So come on baby, let's get out of this town. I've got a full tank of gas with the top rolled down..." well, maybe not the last part. The set started with "All That We Let In" by the Indigo Girls. Now it's "Change" by Tracy Chapman. Are the songs this morning just tuned perfectly to my life right now or what? There is dry path between piles of ice so I can get to the studio. The sun shines brightly on a freezing cold world. Life goes on.
All of Siyeh Studio right now is compartmentalized into before Dallas (setting up the Hemispheres showroom next Monday) and after Dallas. Before Dallas includes such diverse things as getting the books to the accountant (probably won't happen), finishing the auction projects (both my mask example and the wall piece for the 7th grade), organizing and scheduling all the orders (Dave has accepted the ERP assignment again--we have ping-ponging it back and forth and it's his turn to ditz about it) and finding out my spouse's travel schedule for his new employment. It is thought he will need to be onsite, out of state for at least the first two months and then a week at a time every month after that.
After Dallas I have Frantic Firing. Becky has asked me to stagger the completion of the orders due to ship on 3/15 so she can pack them in a more leisurely, less physically exhausting way. I can always try. (snort) After Dallas I also have single parenthood, and let me tell you that's not going to be an easy one. I have an amazing partnership with an incredible spouse. I am not a woman who does almost all the child care and feeding and runs her own business too. I am a woman who does about half of the care and none of the feeding (I don't even feed me--Dave has taken to making me lunch every day since he's been home on the dole). I am truly daunted by the prospect of taking on everything, keeping my business growing, and neither warping nor killing Jessie in the process. You think I'm kidding... (Well, I am--at least about the killing part. The warping is entirely possible.)
But that's all After Dallas. Nothing exists After Dallas--it's all about the Here and Now. Here I am, Now off to the studio for another fun-filled day.