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August 27, 2018


Sue King

As a ceramic artist who works full time and is seven years from retirement, I so hear all of this. My clean laundry sat on the cedar chest in my bedroom for two weeks with me digging out clean undies and socks daily. At least the shirts and trousers got hung up from the dryer (I hate ironing). I looked at my studio this morning and went, "oh crap" but then I'll be back in there tonight working on more art - right after I change the cat pan. :)


Good luck on the draft. That's what is most important. ;)

I need to do some serious cleaning here since my parents are talking about coming down for the weekend. The place looks like I'm the only one who has been in it since their last visit several months ago.

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