The day started when Eldest came in, nearly in tears, to inform us that the hot water was off, as in no more butane in the tanks. *groan* The man and I did get that sorted, but an ominous beginning for what proved a trying day in many ways.
At the end of it all the man and I finally sat down once the chaos of the day had subsided, and I wrote off about 6 of the things I hoped I was going to do tonight and we winnowed it down to 10.
Out went the ones that don't carry well across a room *sob*
Out went the ones that didn't seem to go well with the others *sob*
Out went the ones that there were simply too many in the series of (LOVELY grammar) *another sob*
Not really sob per say, but I kept wanting to put some of them back in, and I just can't.
I have to be sure that some of the ones that I love, that didn't make the exhibition still get hung.
CRAZY busy right now.