Unfortunately, he did, in fact, contact me. Well, maybe not unfortunately, there may be a pot of gold at the end of this skidmarked rainbow yet, but I'm not holding my breath. And let me tell you, the journey there stinks to high heaven. He told me to call him TOMORROW. AT 11AM. The man who bitched and whined that nothing was finished yet, for whatever reason could not just tell me what he wants to do via email TODAY. So while I COULD have a finished fucking painting for him right now, HE chose to delay it.
He must be fucking demented. There is no other way. At the very least, I get the impression he may be bipolar. He definitely seems to suffer from mood swings. So today I did jack all in the way of work for him, and did what I wanted to do instead. I began to finish a tank top present for someone, and I'm gonna start work on an Echo Flowers shawl for her mom soon. I made an incredible tortellini salad for dinner, and now I'm idly blogging, playing some silly farming game, and knitting. Totally not even gonna let this get under my skin anymore. I'm doing the best I can- his issues, attitude problems, mood swings, whatever- these are not my problems, I am not the cause of them, and they needn't concern me. His decision to cram everything in at the last minute is also not my fault. Speaking of which, I wonder if he's even got a web designer at this point. There's really no point in getting all het up about whether or not the art work is finished when there's no website and no one to even put it on the website, right? Forget having all his ducks in a row, I don't think the man even knows where half his goddamn ducks are.
I knew I was taking a risk when I responded to a CL ad... and I accept responsibility for that. But at this point, I'm just gonna watch it unfold with a kind of detached curiosity. I'm on the outskirts of whatever circus he's putting together anyway, though he claims the art is the most important thing. I'm interested in seeing what happens, but I'm not investing any more of myself in it. I'm sure I'll have a most exciting update tomorrow... *rolls eyes*
He must be fucking demented. There is no other way. At the very least, I get the impression he may be bipolar. He definitely seems to suffer from mood swings. So today I did jack all in the way of work for him, and did what I wanted to do instead. I began to finish a tank top present for someone, and I'm gonna start work on an Echo Flowers shawl for her mom soon. I made an incredible tortellini salad for dinner, and now I'm idly blogging, playing some silly farming game, and knitting. Totally not even gonna let this get under my skin anymore. I'm doing the best I can- his issues, attitude problems, mood swings, whatever- these are not my problems, I am not the cause of them, and they needn't concern me. His decision to cram everything in at the last minute is also not my fault. Speaking of which, I wonder if he's even got a web designer at this point. There's really no point in getting all het up about whether or not the art work is finished when there's no website and no one to even put it on the website, right? Forget having all his ducks in a row, I don't think the man even knows where half his goddamn ducks are.
I knew I was taking a risk when I responded to a CL ad... and I accept responsibility for that. But at this point, I'm just gonna watch it unfold with a kind of detached curiosity. I'm on the outskirts of whatever circus he's putting together anyway, though he claims the art is the most important thing. I'm interested in seeing what happens, but I'm not investing any more of myself in it. I'm sure I'll have a most exciting update tomorrow... *rolls eyes*
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