It is Tuesday but it feels like Monday. After spending the weekend away, my mind is still in a daydream state. I think that weddings do that to people. A wedding is the one event that transcends everyone attending, except the bride and groom, to a different place. It is a place of love and hope. It takes me about a week after a wedding for reality slap me in the face, and get down to work.
It will be hot today. Have you ever smelled oil paints on a hot day? They smell of musk and color wheels. There are 3 small canvases that beg for paint, and today I shall finish what I have started. (except for that one painting that is on easel, Larry's Valentine gift that also begs to be completed)
It is just 6 AM. Larry has been gone for over an hour, and Libby is curled up and snoring up a storm in her tiny bed.
The sun is peeking through the blinds at my window.....Tuesday is officially under way. Have a happy day. Love you.
Me.
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