Story cloth: Once upon a time, there were three wee girls and three wee boys....
Yesterday I began organizing myself so that, even though, going to work means going from one room to another, I will be disciplined about it. Otherwise it can get sloppy and isolating. That means no schlepping around the studio in my jammies, and no wasting time on the computer, going out for my daily walk (no excuses about the weather), and...taking a break whenever I feel like it!
Today I start translating an article about humanitarian aid to Afghanistan, then a coffee break, followed by art work. Oh, and the balcony windows/doors need cleaning after being pummelled by snow and ice and rain and... You must understand that the whole wall is glass, and I'm not looking forward to it. But first, the laundry.
And so, life goes on.