And you know that teetering point between the crest and the immanent drop—that seemingly interminable moment of unadulterated dread. I think about all of the money going out and nothing coming in and wonder, will I actually have an aptitude for metal work, will Gina & I be able to get along, spending so much time together... and then, what if all of that goes fine and nobody likes/wants/buys/collects/hoards my work? So yes, there are some OMG!-am-I-doing-even-remotely-the-right-thing? moments. Meltdowns, we call them around here.
So the challenge at the moment—one of the challenges—is finding humor in all of this and staying positive. While I curse the fact that I haven’t yet quite altogether fully forsaken employment!
Anyway, look at the mess we made!
All of that for this?