Unexpected Breaks
It has been a week since the Studio Trail finished. I had a great turnout, partially due to the fact that our town had a lot going on and people were congregating right beside my art show. As well, I had been building up the event to family and friends that hadn't seen my art before. Whatever the reason, I had wonderful feedback and good conversations. I received several commissions for future work so that was amazing, too. My hubby was so helpful, assisting me with constructing displays, signage, and set up. His support is endless and I am so very thankful.
Since then, harvest began on our farm and, just as quickly as it began, slowed down completely due to weather conditions. I was going to use the lull in the work load to freeze some meals and do some painting. Unfortunately, as I was leaping off our front doorstep in a rush to deliver a message to my son outside, I tumbled and ended up with a fractured foot.
I have never broken any bones. My health is and has usually been excellent. So, this was a little shocking. I am two days post-break, with a clumsy cast on and finding getting around on crutches very challenging. Yesterday, I climbed the stairs on my backside and set up my painting supplies for the next commissioned piece. It didn't take long for me to run out of steam. I descended the stairs, butt by step, feeling woozy and defeated.
The whole ordeal could have been worse. I feel lucky the break was minor and know it will heal in a few weeks. I will keep trying to paint and hopefully in a few days I will be able to get some of the commissions done. Patience has never been one of my virtues, but maybe it can be. When I give my word on delivery dates, I always do my very best to keep it. Wish me luck!