mrs ping* signing in, trying to get with the blogarhythm. The Henningham household is a bit up and down these days, what with trying to buy a home to put our studio in, David building our screen printing workshop over at his mum’s, visiting relatives learning English, summer barbeque epidemic, me half haunting the post for funding news with the other half slowly realising I’m probably going to have to do it part-time anyway (sigh), and more weddings than you can trip over…
I have more than enough to be happy and excited about, yet today I am wistful and exhausted. So much to worry about, so much I shouldn’t be worrying about, and so much I don’t know whether I should worry about or not. I feel like I’m trying to ride a bike on water. It ain’t the peddling that’s keeping me afloat.
