What I did on my day off

Yesterday since I really couldn’t do much work in the studio, I went shopping. There is nothing that gets the creative juices flowing than going to bead or fabric shops for me. Both are places that I really shouldn’t go to…the temptation is too much for me. I have more beads that I need and I have a closet full of fabric. The only self-control I have is that nagging thought, “if you buy it, you have to move it.” So I limited my purchases to bead colors that I ‘NEEDED’.

After a wonderful day of eye candy and feeling up glass beads, I came home. A little rest and relaxation is good for the muse. Things were going well…I’m lounged on the couch, reading. I got up to get the mail and let in a gecko-lizard thingie hanging out by the front door. Nox (young 17 lb cat) and Sugie (little-toothless-older than dirt-Siamese cat) were asleep so I didn’t think much of it. I’d catch it when I got back.

I walked back into the house and was greeted to utter chaos. The sound of breaking glass told me that the cats woke up. The sound of DVDs and books hitting the floor told me that the two dogs got into the action too. It was like a scene out of the movies. They literately were trashing the house in front of me. There’s that blind panic that freezes you, little snap shots of mayhem flash before your eyes…then the crash of pottery brings you back to your senses. It was totally surreal. I felt like I was living in a Salvator Dali painting.

It took them less than 10 minutes to take a neat and orderly three-bedroom house, and turn it into a crime scene. It took me over three hours, and several trash bags, to repair the damage.

I’ve had enough of rest and relaxation…I’m hiding to the studio today.

Have a happy creative day...