Pissy and Ragey

2019 has been a bit of a fun rough health start so far. This flu/bronchitis thing kicked my butt and I am humbled by the power of a teeny tiny virus. But lemme be honest....after weeks of being hacky McHack face, I'm tapped out of all my usual optimism and I am more than a little pissy and ragey.

So after cussing out the smoke alarm for daring to go off while I was cooking....and then being unreasonably angry at the poor husband and dogs for deigning to stare at me while we ate breakfast....I decided for the sake of our family it may be better if I sit alone in my studio and play with molten wax and propane torches instead. Four hours of Sixteen Tons by Tennessee Ernie Ford on repeat (sorry neighbours), and working out a couple of painting ideas.....I'm less cussy....and finally have a bit of positivity back. Creativity....the cure all and universal saviour of marriages....true story. What do you do when you wake up on the wrong side of the bed?