Having LITERAL Day From Hell. Cleaned all morning long to be rewarded by a Missing Chicken which I forlornly called for many hours. Dejectedly closed in the other 4 and drove to neighbors to see if she went to hang out with friends. As I have only broken spectacles, was unable to determine if generic red chicken amongst those was mine. Came to Le Shoppe at VARGA Gallery to discover somehow I lost my key to the gallery. It fell off somewhere between last night and today. Went to workplace of beloved plus former studio-mates home to see if I could scare up a spare to no avail. Went back by beloveds workplace and then determined I would break into my own place. Realized there was no way I could do this without seriously risking injury to myself and possibly thereby abandonning my baby. Was rescued by James Love Cornwell IV who has egress to my space and shimmied in thataway. Found spare key in desk and address I desperately needed to fulfill an obligation and am finally ratcheting my mood down from piping hot and bothered. All the while Miss Pips ticking momma off with loud whinings. I shall now calm down and nurse.
Posted on: Mon, 28 Jul 2014 19:05:06 +0000
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