The past few weeks I’ve been feeling very low-energy. Was it a background, low-level cold? Is it just because it’s March and I’m sick of the endless bleak weather? Is it from being stuck in the house on my own? (Yes, I know I can put the dog in his crate, but every moment I’m away from the house and he’s in that thing feels like I’m abusing him. If only he didn’t wreck things, I could just leave him to have the run of the house.)
At any rate, my hubby gets back this evening. Much as I like my own company, and as much as I just want to work endlessly on my own projects, I’m really looking forward to having him back.
…Not that I seem to have got much done this month. It’s been a really busy time with work, so my energy’s been burnt-up by the time I’m finished that; none left to start something else in the evening.
I’m also wondering if this comic book idea I have is maybe too big to start out with. Perhaps I need to do a bunch of small things first, just to figure out how to handle layout and what my publishing style is. It’s disheartening not making progress toward a big goal like that — and maybe there isn’t room for such a big project right now. (“When will there be? With kids?” Yeah, yeah, I know. The inner voices are not kind, but neither do they help get anything done.)
I did update my wee logo-self: It occurred to me that I draw everyone else’s glasses as the frame around their eyes except me. It’s a weird little thing, but it was an inconsistency in my cartoon universe. Also, the proportions of my avatar-head weren’t reflective of how I’m drawing these days. I hated the cartoon that was on my home page, so at least I was able to replace that with the new logo-head until I can do something more there.
This is the stuff I think about.
The dog is standing next to me, staring up at me. Again. I really need a break from that. Craig will be home soon to tag-team with me and the dog, and next week I’m going to Toronto for work.
P.S. Doug loves the food I’m making him — phew! I can imagine getting bowls of real, cooked food has got to be better than facing kibble every day — though for the past while we’ve been mixing in… dead stuff from a tin. He liked that well enough, so I wasn’t sure he’d like the plant-based food. But he devours it!