Bob left this morning for the coast with plans to be gone for almost a week, if the surf holds up. I’m looking forward to some time to myself to write, prepare for my photography show, and take long walks. He took Chami with him and though I’ll miss her (we get closer every day), it will be nice to get a break from all the special food prep and such. Rio’s leg is still hurting; this is the longest it has taken to heal. She just keeps reinjuring because she won’t lay low. I’ve closed the gate between our yard and our neighbors so their dog, Radcliff, can’t come over to play with Rio.

 

It turned out that I had to do lots of Terra Com work today, which I have mixed feelings about. It is nice to be making extra money this month but it just seems to consume me once I get into it and I have a hard time not letting it take over while putting my art on the back burner. It makes me feel like a sell-out. I suppose artists have felt this way for ages.