I'd rather be in Studio today...
Apparently life has decided that I either than migraine headaches OR allergies. The only way to exist without one is to be suffering from the other. WTF?!?
And is this information helpful to the headache specialist? Apparently not.
My son doesn't want to go anywhere this morning. That's a drag. I'd like to make use of our Museum membership and go to MOS for 2 hours. He'd have fun IF HE'D JUST GO ALONG WITH MY PLANS!
He keeps tilting his head and looking at me over his eyeline... this kid understands cute...
So wish me luck this week. I have 4 projects in the studio in the works, I have 4 that I need properly scanned/photographed so I can get them up on Etsy for sale before this weekend, and unfortunately the creep will still have an excuse to be in the building on Tuesdays for a few more weeks. I am honestly picking up my pepper spray from my parents' house in two weeks and bringing it to studio. The other people can say what they want about the guy being harmless - I know better. I'd much rather pepper spray the bastard than get strangled at some point. I'd also much rather be able pepper spray him than be forced to work in a fearful environment. Our studio is an extension of my home... and I promised myself when I left NY that I would never again let some psycho force me out of my home. In this kind of scenario weapons really do become the answer unfortunately.
It really sucks though that the crazies always seem to find me. I mean, seriously, they all need to just drop dead. I just barely got back to not hating my body again and then this creep interferes with my peace and work and makes me wish I looked incredibly different. These type of creeps need to all die so I actually feel like getting back in shape isn't increasing the target on my back.
Pepper spray and a hunting knife... Yup. Should do the trick.
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