Today is one of those difficult but good days that tests the mind and the temper, and the body.
The sort of day when you recognise one of those flaws in yourself, in this case, my inner control freak who wants to throw a fit when a project doesn’t go just so. When another party doesn’t seem to be listening to directions. Also, recognising that in this case, on this particular project, the way I planned it doesn’t matter. At all. When something is meant to be fun, it ought to be fun whether it goes as planned or not. So, to hell with the plan. We’re just slapping hand prints anywhere the wall looks lonely. And it will look amazing because we are having a fucking blast with this!
Letting go of these preconceived notions of ‘the way things ought to be done’ is so much more fun.