Do you know how difficult it is to focus on work (or on writing something witty and creative) when you know your Boyfriend of Amazingness is finally home after leaving for his work week at 4:30 on Monday morning, and you can't go home to see him until your workday is done?
I do.
Here's interpretive art for how I'm handling this:
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| I get a pretty good base going. I even have a little attention to detail. But then, just when I have to really focus on the fiddly bits... I get all excited and it goes to hell in a hot pink handbasket. |
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