Must Regenerate

Every year since I opened my studio in 1992, I've worked against some wicked deadlines, especially for Christmas.  Our Christmas "rush" begins in mid to late summer.

Every year, my physical batteries have run down.  Each year, the degree to which my batteries are depleted has increased... until Gordon.

When Gordon and I married (four years ago as of December 31, 200 7), he started making me rest during crunch times.

Gordon is absolutely right, I admit. I'm just unable to make myself rest.

The last four  years, I have been able to work longer, sculpt more, etc., until after Christmas when it is time to crash and rest. 

You know how it is...you reach the point where you just can't afford to feel tired, so you just ignore the physical and mental fatigue so that you can meet deadlines.

This year, I crashed on Christmas Eve.  I slept like I was in a coma. Same on Christmas Day and the Day after Christmas.

We did get out in the glorious sunshine on Christmas Day to go put flowers on family graves, and I took a long nap when we got home! LOL

Today, two days after Christmas, I still slept until noon, but the spark is coming back.

My sweet Gordon guards this much-needed hibernation time each year, not letting phone or anything else wake me.

The Westies do their part in regenerating Mama Penny. Last night, I drifted to sleep with five little white dogs snuggled against me, in such a way to have maximum surface contact. It is a mutually beneficial arrangement.

Thank you, my thoughtful husband, for protecting your wife in this loving way.