I can sure identify with Kristen's feelings. I cannot get motivated. The moving thing really sucks the life out of me and it is long and drawn out here. I finally moved my studio to the new house. It is a holy mess, but I have actually started on my Shelter piece—barely started, then it all came to a standstill.
Somewhere I have a set of alphabet stamps. God only knows where they are and I have it in my mind that I want words. I can't find them in either house. Yesterday I went to Michael's and splurged on this new set. I like them. I think they are better than the set I can't find, but it wouldn't surprise me to find the other set in a box tomorrow and discover that they are identical to these. This is what my life is like right now.