I've done something mildly whacky, a little around the bend: I've gone ahead and set up a portion of my studio so that I could some playwork. I know I should be painting walls. I should be covering electrical outlets and screwing in switch plates, but somehow, this seemed more important. I found the art supplies and materials I need to resume my Tarot project. I found candles and incense to make Atmosphere. My Inner Bohemian Artist is happily painting her toe nails in a favorite chair and even Klaus the Kritic is, oddly enough, satisfied with the setting. At least he can criticize and berate in relative comfort.
I'll get back to Real Work tomorrow.