It's friday lunch time at work and i'm counting down the seconds when i can run out the door...
You know that you obsessed when you sleep at night and you dream that you're working away on a painting at the dream desk, or when your heart leaps and silently screams with excitement at the mention of paper, wood, paint or brushes. i feel like running up and down everywhere ROFL. Kinda silly really considering that i'm not a little kid anymore but there it is haha.
Or when you start constructing collages in your head while in the shower, writing poetry while walking or when you pass the toys section at target and you're thinking about colours... you know you have it bad. Maybe it's a good thing that i don't paint during the week. Might just lose it LOL.
You also know something is wrong when you're so happy and full of joy about painting that you want to hug everyone in sight.
We were at Bunnings last night looking at paint samples because i would like to paint one of the bedrooms with a feature wall.. and i heard myself saying to Steve, no all the rose pinks aren't the same. Each shade makes you feel different and everytime i commented on a colour, he would say yea get that... LOL i wanted to get white furniture for the room but when we at ikea, reason just went out the window and bought a black day bed.. it had love hearts in the frame.. just goes to show, reason never wins with me when creating or choosing things.
This blog entry doesn't really say much... except that i'm feeling happy lol. Anyway, i hope whoever reads this can catch some of this happy flu. :o)