So, the day before yesterday, I worked on painting the horses, and was excited about how it was coming along, (no picture for that day). I truly did NOT want to stop, and today I designated a total paint day and didn't even go to church or out of the house at all. Got showered, another cup of java, finished some paperwork for Bald Eagle Art League (I'm the president) and then right to work. Tragic day for myart. Just couldn't get it together! Worked on the brown horse's face, his body and his feet. I worked so hard that it started getting muddy. I work a lot with my fingers (finger painting?) and today I wore more paint than I put on the canvas, I think. Finally, about 5pm, Jack asked if we, meaning ME, should start dinner. Sure, good time to stop this disappointment. It needs to dry, so I may take a break tomorrow and work on my doll. I want to put her in the Best of BEAL this year so it needs to be done and dry by the end of October. OK, Scarlet, maybe tomorrow will be a better day. My horoscope lied this morning in the newspaper.