I’m not a perfectionist I swear! Is it too much to want things organized so I can find what I need and finish projects faster.
I don’t want to conform to any set of art rules yet as soon as I see a space between my outline and base my OCD has to fill it in and all I hear in my mind is- Stay between the lines.
I think – until my ocd kicks in again.
It could be that or that I’m OCD. Either way it’s slowing the down the process of my webcomic. I haven’t been able to get one frame done. I’m so picky- I went back and changed my title again.
On December 26, 2016 I officially started this blog. The intention was to prove that there was humorous side to mental and physical anguish. Not an easy task, but I like a challenge. Last night I realized that I’m steadily growing in followers, nothing dramatic but impressive to me considering I don’t advertise.
It reminded me of a saying- If you make one person happy every day in five years you would have brighten up a small village.
Thank you for being my village.
Recently we discovered that a claim had been made on our insurance – or more accurately I had made. The elaborate story that was told involves me and a rental truck – that I didn’t know how to drive – all in Las Vegas with my daughter.
It was rude to make a false claim and to lie but did you have to insult me too – can’t drive a truck my #%%!