Patience isn’t my strongest suit. Typically, I want things right now and waiting is always a last resort. So, when I say that I’m trying to be patient while the pieces of my studio arrive, I do so with gritted teeth.
I desperately want to be melting glass right now, sweating in my garage instead of sitting on my couch in my air conditioned living room. That’s saying something.
Part of the problem is that, thanks to this quarantine, I haven’t done much of anything for a while. Anxiety and fear seems to take up most of my day. And I’m one of the lucky ones. I haven’t lost anything due to the shutdown and nobody I know has gotten sick. Personally, I’ve only experienced what can best be described as minor inconveniences. That doesn’t seem to make much of a difference to my psyche, though.
I really think that glass-working will improve my mental state. I’ll be flexing my creative muscle. I’ll be productive. And there’s the possibility that I’ll be able to make some money doing it. I’ve been watching several lampwork auction groups for a couple weeks now and my style of beads have either gone out of fashion, or I’m going to to corner a new market.
And speaking of these lampwork groups, I’m just going to say, WTF?! I’ve seen some beads sell that I think were intended to be round but didn’t quite achieve it. Sell, as in somebody paid actual money for them.
Maybe I should just stop watching these groups because it makes me even more eager to get out and torch. If only my parts weren’t on the slow boat because my 2-day Amazon Prime shipping is now 2-week Prime shipping. **Gritted teeth**
I know, I know. Patience.