Confessions of a Middle-Aged Fan Girl

Face. I've felt a little uninspired subject-wise for art-a-day. The splatter of color was already there on the next page of my journal, I just needed to make a face of it. I was reading the Syllabus book by Lynda Berry yesterday. She assigned her students to make a 3 minute self-portrait drawing everyday on an index card. I like that idea so I might do self portraits for a while.

My sleep was pretty messed up. I didn't get a nap yesterday afternoon so by 6 I was exhausted and went to bed. It was about 10 when I woke up. I locked the chickens up for the night, had a snack and then went back to bed. I found it hard to get up at 6 this morning when I should be letting the chickens out. Dave offered to do it for me so I could keep sleeping. I said okay but then I kept hearing the chickens squawking on the baby monitor for a long time so I got up to see what was happening. Dave does the order of the chores very different than I would. I feel like I've found the perfect way to manage the chickens for their happiness, minimum fuss and quietness. It's possible that there is a better way, and maybe Dave's way basically works too but it's not my way. It's on my mind today that I need to write up a list of chores for Jules to follow while we are away. I could put so much detail in there but do I really need to? It would be a lot of writing.

I dreamed this morning that I was in a far off city and the city was being attacked. Explosions and columns of smoke rising from nearby buildings. I was trying to find my way home but I didn't know the city's streets and was lost. In the next scene in the dream I was staying with family in something like a conference center with many hallways, private rooms, public spaces, a cafeteria and auditorium. A guy from the room next door barged in on me in the bathroom because he wanted to take a shower. I was annoyed and left without telling anyone I was leaving. Just thought I needed to get out. I wandered around to see if there was really a public restroom with showers. There was. I wanted to tell the neighbor to use the public one next time. I found the cafeteria but they had just ended the meal and I would have to wait many hours for the next meal. End of dream. I'm pretty sure the dream is expressing fears about the upcoming trip. Not being in control, being out of my element.

So today we need to pick up meds for Rainy in Cochranton, shop for something Dave wants in Meadville and I need to get things ready to go here. We have had an ant problem in the bathroom recently but it wasn't too bad till this morning. I had put out ant bait last week and the ants seemed to be getting rarer but for some reason this morning they exploded in number. Some of them had wings. In addition to the commercial ant baits (which I never saw them go in) I made my own concoction this morning with borax and sugar and put that out. They love it and very quickly started to gather around and eat that. I hope they're all taken care of before we go.