First came the termites, then came the paint fumes from my office at my day job. And then came The Flu. Got that under control and now it's a head cold. Grrrr. I'm sick of being sick. I'm guilty as hell for not gigging. I'm suffering through those feelings of failure for not having the energy to shoot myself out of a canon and get everything done at once. I feel like I have no accomplishments. Whine, whine, whine. I'll be back at the editing bay this weekend. Free editing time with free equipment and free help. You can't get much luckier than me. And yet today, I'm convinced I'm a failure.
I'll be so glad when I get my mojo back.
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