The Art of Self Discipline

Having spent a week and half of eight to twelve hour days playing with fire
(with one 16 hour day tossed in) 

wreaked enough havoc on my upper body 

that I had to take a torch break over the weekend...
which of course meant The LOTR trilogy + The Hobbit
as background while I chilled on the couch with the furkids

and worked on the first of what will be a series of crosses.

Today with a deadline looming I had to set aside the beading

and return to the torch, which means I now find myself

in that transitory position of switching creative gears mid-race

while my beading groove is set to Turbo.

Much to my amazement I've discovered that even with that 

bowl of end results resting atop them,

those rods are not going to morph themselves beads.
(I know, right!?)

Must do:

Would rather:

That being said,

I'll just be over here

melting glass

and

appreciating how blessed I am

to have such a first world problem.

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