Sore Fingers

Jeez, my fingers hurt! Feels like I've been playing guitar for a few hours. I wired these this past weekend, and haven't been able to get the photo published until today, but aren't they so pretty?

I love sparkly things. Shiny stuff. Red. Purple. Gold, gold, gold. Green. Deep colors. Bright colors. Solid, mixed, swirled, glittery, screaming colors.

I have so many things I can use these beaded wires with, and while I was experimenting making them, I kept having more and more ideas. They all just sort of kept expanding, one idea leading into another, and why do humans need to sleep, anyway? I mean, really, it's just a waste of time. Too bad we run into doorjambs and trip over things if we don't sleep just a leeetle.

But when I get on a roll, sleeping just isn't part of the equation. I can dutifully set my alarm, get all ready (I MUST have a routine-- I'm one of those people who needs to be told "okay, this means bedtime"), get in bed, yawn, stretch, and BAM!

The brain kicks into high gear. Keep my eyes closed, I'll force myself to sleep. No, keep them open to tire them out. Doesn't matter, all I can see are the bejillions of ideas I was having when I got under the covers.

Turn over, find a cool spot, close the eyes, yell at the dog to "stop walking around, damn it," turn over again--

Screw it. I can sleep tomorrow night. Meantime, out come all the things I need to start working on MORE IDEAS. Forget the sore fingers, forget the stiff neck and back, don't even THINK about having to be at work in, oh, 5 hours, and I haven't slept yet. Just get the ideas working. Just do enough to feel the "ahhh". Just do enough to help the brain be at peace. Just enough to get the brain to leave me alone. That shouldn't take too long, right?

Right?