Wow. Last entry of NJM, 2017. I’m kind of sad, as I always am when the month is over. Not sure why, but I am. I guess I love the thought of writing out my thoughts every night. It’s kind of like everything with me…I like to have rules around stuff - whether they are self-imposed or not. I just like them and work better with them than not, that’s for sure.
Not much to report today. Worked late again tonight. Planned to when I woke up this morning. I actually broke a date with the Old Artist (remember him? He’s the 70-year-old artist dude who took me to dinner about a year ago? He’s since been actively pursuing me every so often. He finally wore me down with an invite to a gallery opening. The thing started at 5, and I knew I needed to get a whole bunch of work done before I could even leave, so I texted him early this morning, asking for a rain check.
His reply: “That’s ok. Just would like to get to know you better. I feel a bit like a stalker because I almost always click on your instagram posts. Your photos are always so good and your vision of our surroundings so acute and artful. I’ll take the rain check.”
How nice. Coming from him, it was quite a complement. The dude is an amazing artist.
Still, I’m 100% not into him as a date.
Anyway. Home now, dog walked, tucked in bed. Eyes closing.
I can’t believe December will be here tomorrow. I better go to sleep so it will get here faster!
xox,
GS
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