You know that one dream where you show up for the final exam, and realize you haven't gone to class all semester and you're freaked out?
I had one of those a couple days ago, only with Art Shop. I dreamed I was setting up my booth, and I had almost nothing to sell.
As of now, at t-minus one month I've got:
- 7 big monsters done, 2 without faces.
- 2 mini monsters mostly done, with another 1 in process.
- 0 hats done, with 1 in process.
- 0 tetris magnet sets done, but all of them in process.
- 1 pillow done, 1 in process, raw materials for 2 more.
- probably 6 or 7 googly-eyed items done, with an unknown number coming. Depends on how many interesting objects I find in the trash in the next month.
I'm not sure what conclusions I'll be able to draw. Realistically, I'm on schedule to have enough stuff done. I'm usually only comfortable though if I'm ahead of schedule. Tonight: magnets!
2 comments:
My adult anxiety dreams always involve me being reemployed at Disney and wearing the wrong kind of shoes and not wanting to get fired. Strange how terrifying something so ridiculous is.
I try to pay close attention when my brain tries to send me coded messages. In the right context, those ideas are neither strange nor ridiculous. I want to spend maximum time in that context.
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