I have a very expensive pair of wirecutters for my framing. They cut wire wonderfully well, and fingers too.
Starting to look like Christmas around here rather than Easter. Gave myself the proverbial kick to get hoppin’ on framing because I’ve let things disintegrate in the hope that the customers would as well. Forgive my bluntness, but I’ve been avoiding the issue of serious depression that doesn’t mean I’m not happy, it just means that I have done nothing but write for over a year. At least I was productive–otherwise I would have done nothing at all. When it gets to the point where you’re not answering the telephone and hiding in the house with the blinds drawn, you know you have to face up to the facts and be a responsible grown-up person, especially at your job.
So here I am framing like crazy, and just like the work overload at Christmas, I’m working my way down through pictures that have piled over the months. And just like at Christmas, I’ve gotten six glass cuts and two razor blade punctures so I’m wearing a few bandaids just to avoid getting blood on the work. Two of the cuts were small and I was busy so I just sucked at them now and then. Good thing too, because I haven’t been able to go inside the house for lunch. Or other things.
If I could only find an empty coffee can…
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Take it easy back there. They’ve waited this long, they can wait another few days if you avoid injuring yourself. Is it snowing and sticking in CT? It is snowing off and on here but with no accumulation.
depression can certainly leave you hiding, which is the better alternative to disappearing, yes? sometimes drawing breath is about as productive as we can manage … kudos for taking it up a notch or two.
coffee cans are for wimps … get catheterized already and get back to work!
(*wink*)