JOURNALS

Today's diary entry is brought to you by the letter C for Cricut Maker 3, which, as it happens, accidentally became the newest member of my studio's tech family around 14:14. More on that later.

The morning kicked off with a rare blend of relaxation and YouTube wanderlust from the comfy confines of my usual perch. I can't say it was the most productive start, but sometimes you just need to ease into the day, right? By 09:21, though, the gears were slowly grinding into motion as I revisited the card and postcard 'on demand' project with Kitty. It's like piecing together a puzzle where you're not entirely sure if you have all the right pieces. But hey, progress is progress.

Speaking of progress, today threw me a curveball. I found myself the unexpected purchaser of a Cricut Maker 3. It's funny how a day can take a turn during what was supposed to be a focused task. But, looking on the bright side, this new toy has potential. Imagine integrating it to expand Kitty's stationary prowess — now, that could be something special.

Throughout the day, I had this niggling thought at the back of my mind about the scripts I was supposed to be writing. Here's the thing: I love working on the Kitty cards project. It's creative, it's technical, it's... a convenient distraction. Yep, I ended up deviating from my planned tasks, but who can blame me? There's something deeply satisfying about tangibly holding a piece of art you've created, even if it's in the form of a card.

Evening brought self-reflection. How do I feel about the work accomplished today? Mixed, I'd say. On one hand, I've made strides in integrating my artistic process with the wonders of technology. On the other, the elusive scripts remain... well, elusive. Perhaps it's a reminder that the balance between creativity and administrative duties is a dance — one that I'm still learning the steps to.

And then there's the MRI from yesterday. Ironically, lying there, encapsulated in a tube like a contemporary mummy, was both unsettling and oddly peaceful. The aftermath, however, wasn’t so serene. Turns out, even a straightforward scan can leave you feeling like you've run a marathon, mentally. Hence the unexpected midday siesta upon returning home. It's moments like these that make me appreciate the quieter, less eventful days where the biggest decision is which pen to plot with.

So, here's to the unexpected — may it always keep life interesting, even if it's just by throwing a Cricut Maker 3 into the mix. And remember, it’s not about the untouched scripts or the impromptu tech purchases; it's about embracing the chaos with open arms (and maybe a pen plotter in hand).