The last two weeks of my life have been in fast forward. Since the middle of November, I really haven't done much but burn the candle on all it's ends. I'm forcing myself to write this down, because it won't be long and I'll have switched gears, probably to neutral. After which I will not want to do anything but stare at the stipple on the ceiling.
The end of the month brought about a weekend of moving, and the arrival of my lathe. I committed myself to making some Christmas gifts this year. A decision that was made based on entirely too little information regarding the time it would take. Therefore, I've spent a great deal of the last month out spinning, polishing, oiling, sanding and breaking things in my shop.
Early in the month, Mike and I took some photographs at a wedding. Another undertaking of which I was not prepared for the time commitment that was involved. The preparation was easy enough to lead us into the storm. Then my partner and I scrambled into action to deliver the gallery we promised with all the cropping, white balancing, color correcting and touch ups that were required for us to feel good about the quality of the work. Mike deserves a big thanks for all the effort he put in to make it all happen.
This past evening, I put the final touches on my last spun piece of work, and the only real chore before the holidays is getting all the presents on the bus so they can be in the Peace by Christmas. After that, it's going to be a Holly Jolly Christmas