Sadly, one of them is packed, one awaits staging to sell the house, and the
third supports the only project I vainly attempt to try working on, which all
but hasn't happened yet. Pretty much all inspiration has died in me. A friend
of mine suggested it was the grief/guilt, having found pleasure and
satisfaction in a talent rather than a marriage. When the talent gives more
pleasure and satisfaction than the marriage, it's bound to happen. I've been
having a lot to trouble with the whole guilt thing. So, I've given up trying to
make anything for now - heck it's taken me days to get the Christmas
decorations up. Painting the house is a new adventure in hell. Then again, I
have never had to do it alone before, and running into all those cute nostalgic
holiday things from our early days didn't help matters any. I don't know when
it will return. But I lurk here, reading away, creating vicariously through
everyone here. I hope to get back in the saddle one day
soon.
Anyone that was interested in my stuff I wanted to sell off, I *had* the
measurements and prices up for at least half of my collection, then my darling
ex pulled my Picasa file (it's now a 404 error, oh joy), dumped all the text
and shut down my website. He's working hard to obstruct me professionally,
knowing that I am creatively frozen and basically without income because of it.
So I am right back to square one. I think it would be best if you just emailed
me with what you are needing, I'll send you those specific measurements and
photos, and we can work from there. That way he can't obfuscate my
transactions. I have the original emails back when I first offered this, but I
am unsure if you are still interested since a considerable time has passed.
Trying to find merry in this season,
Kathy
It’s never too late to be who you might have been.-George Eliot
Tosach eólais imchomarc/Questioning is the beginning of knowledge. -Irish
proverb
One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar.-Helen Keller
People don’t mind being used; what they mind is being discarded.-Chris Matthews
Pride makes us do things well, but it is love, that makes us do them to
perfection.-H. Jackson Brown
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